01 SING ABOUT THESE HARD TIMES words and music and © 2003 Peggy Seeger administered by harmony music, ltd. Listen to Sing About These Hard Times (mp3) Chorus: Sing about these hard times, Sing all about these hard old times, Sing about these hard times When will the good times roll? I worked hard, I played my part That's what I did right from the start But these hard times are gonna break my heart When will the good times roll? (chorus) Life gets harder every year Those with the least have the most to fear Those with the most just don't care When will the good times roll? (chorus) The big corporations got no home And the men on the Hill got hearts of stone They worry my life like a dog with a bone When will the good times roll? (chorus) They moved my job to Mexico Where the children slave and the pay is low How I'm gonna live I just don't know When will the good times roll? (chorus) O, the world is ill divided Those who work most are the least provided & When they got a war they want US to fight it When will the good times roll? (chorus)

02 POOR ELLEN SMITH words and music, USA traditional from the singing of Texas Gladden and the playing of her brother, Hobart Smith 5-string banjo tuning: Key of G, ordinary G tuning on 5-string banjo Listen to Poor Ellen Smith (mp3) Poor Ellen Smith, how was she found? Shot through the heart lying dead on the ground. Who had the heart, O who had the skill To shoot my poor love for a ten dollar bill. I saw her on Monday before that sad day They come and they taken her body away. I did ask sweet Ellen to be my dear wife I loved her too dearly to take her sweet life. Now she's in her grave, hand on her breast And the bloodhounds and sheriff don't give me no rest. I hung out six weeks afraid of the time They might find the one who committed that crime. They took their Winchesters, hunted me down They come and they got me in Mount Airy Town. Now I'm in jail, a prisoner am I, But I know God is with me, hears every cry. The jury will hang me, that is if they can but God knows I die an innocent man. My brother wrote me, wrote me to say The flowers on her grave have all faded away.

03 HANGMAN words and music: USA traditional The Hangman Song, © 1965 Jean Ritchie for the Ritchie Family, KY guitar tuning: key of C#major; 6:low C#; 5: low G#; 4-1, as in normal guitar tuning; play as if in C Hangman, hangman, slack up your rope Slack it for awhile I look over yonder and I seen Pa coming Coming for many a mile. Say Pa, say Pa, have you brung me no gold, Gold to pay my fine? No sir, no sir, brung you no gold, Gold to pay your fine, I've just come for to see you hanged All on the gallows line. Hangman, hangman, slack up your rope Slack it for awhile I look over yonder and I see Ma coming Coming for many a mile. Say Ma, say Ma, have you brung me no gold, Gold to pay my fine? No sir, no sir, brung you no gold, Gold to pay your fine, I've just come for to see you hanged All on the gallows line. Hangman, hangman, slack up your rope Slack it for awhile I look over yonder, seen my true love coming Coming for many a mile. True love, I stretch my hand to thee No other help I know; If you withdraw your hand from me O whither shall I go? True love, true love, have you brung me no gold, Gold to pay my fine? Yes sir, yes sir, brung you some gold, Gold to pay your fine, I've not come for to see you hanged All on the gallows line. It's hard to love, hard to be loved, Hard to make up your mind; You've broke the heart of many poor girl True love, but you won't break mine.

04 CARELESS LOVE words and music: traditional USA CHORUS: Love, 0 love, O careless love Love, O love, O careless love Love, O love, O careless love See what careless love have done. Love my momma and poppa too (3) I'd leave them both to go with you. (chorus) When I wore my apron low (3) You'd follow me through rain and snow. Now my apron's to my chin (3) You pass my door and won't come in. (chorus) On this railroad bank I stand (3) All for the love of a railroad man. How I wish that train would come (3) And take me back where I come from. (chorus)

05 LOVE IS TEASING words and music: traditional USA O. Love is Teasin'© Arr., additional words, music, Jean Ritchie. From the singing of Peggy Stanton (born Co. Sligo, Eire) at Henry St. Settlement, NYC, in 1947. Love is teasing, love is pleasing Love is a jewel when first 'tis new But love grows older then waxes colder And fades away like morning dew. I left my father, I left my mother I left my brothers and sisters too I left my home and kind relations I left them all just to follow you. O, if I'd known before I courted That love had-a been such a killin' thing I'd have locked my heart in a box of golden And pinned it up with a silver pin. I never thought when love was a-borning That it would grow wings and fly away How many a bright sunshiny morning Turns out a dark and a dreary day. So girls, beware of false true lovers And never mind what they do or say They're like the stars on a summer's morning You think they're near and they're far away. Love is teasing, love is pleasing Love is a jewel when first 'tis new But love grows older then waxes colder And fades away like morning dew.

06 RYNERDINE words and music: traditional USA lap dulcimer tuning: Key of F; double strings tuned to a high C; lower strings on a middle C and F below middle C One morning as I rambled Two miles below Palm Roy; I met a farmer's daughter All on the mountain high. I said, My dear, my fair one, Your beauty shines so clear All on this lonely mountain I'm glad to meet you here. Your beauty has ensnared me I cannot pass you by, But with my gun I'll guard you All on the mountains high. These words were scarcely spoken When she fell in a maze, Her eyes as bright as diamonds Upon me she did gaze. Her rosy lips and cheeks They lost their former hue And she fell in my arms Silent as morning dew. I had but kissed her once or twice When she come to again and modestly she asked me Pray, sir, what is your name? Go look in yonder forest My castle you will find 'Tis wrote in ancient history My name is Rynerdine. But now, my dear, my fair one, Don't let your parents know For they may prove my ruin Perhaps my overthrow. If you come to yonder forest Perhaps you' will me find, Enquire at my castle Call for Rynerdine. She sought him in his forest Perhaps she did him find. But she's not in that castle Nor is Rynerdine.

07 LONDON BRIDGE words and music: traditional USA 5-string banjo tuning: Key of Eb; 5th and 3rd, low Gb; 4th, low Eb; 3rd, Bb; 2nd, D. London's Bridge is falling down Do Lord, remember me London's Bridge is falling down On the prettiest girl I know. Choose you a partner, honey my love, Do Lord, remember me Choose you a partner, honey my love You're the prettiest girl I know Kiss your partner, honey my love, Do Lord, remember me (etc) Circle round, honey my love (etc) Take her home, honey my love (etc) Choose you another one, honey my love (etc) Circle round, honey my love (etc) Hug your partner. honey my love (etc) Then take her home, honey my love (etc) London's Bridge is a-falling down Do Lord, remember me London's Bridge is a-falling down On the prettiest girl I know.

08 LOVING HANNAH words and music: traditional USA © 1965 Jean Ritchie, Geordie Music Publishing Co I went to church on Sunday My true love passed me by I knew her mind was changing By the roving of her eye. By the roving of her eye, By the roving of her eye, I knew her mind was changing By the roving of her eye. O Hannah, loving Hannah, Come give to me your hand, You said if ever you'd marry That I would be your man, That I would be (etc) Now you have broke your promise Go home with who you please, While my poor heart is aching, Here lying at your ease. (etc) My Hannah's tall and handsome, Her hands are long and small, I know she is good-natured And that's the best of all. (etc) I'll go down to the river When everyone's asleep, I'll think of loving Hannah And then sit down and weep. (etc)

09 BAD BAD GIRL from the singing of Ozella Jones. State Penitentiary, Raiford, Florida, 1936 Listen to Bad Bad Girl (mp3) I been a bad, bad girl Wouldn't treat nobody right. I been a bad, bad girl Wouldn't treat nobody right. They wanna give me thirty-five year Someone wanted to take my life. CHORUS: Now'm so sorry, even the day I was born Now'm so sorry, even the day I was born. I wanna say to all you bad fellas That you are in the wrong. Judge, please don't kill me, I won't be bad no more Judge, please don't kill me I won't be bad no more. I'll listen to everybody, Something I never done before. (chorus) I'm sittin' here in prison With my black cap on I'm sittin' here in prison With my black cap on. Boys, remember me Even when I am dead and gone. (chorus)

10 LOGAN COUNTY JAIL words and music: traditional USA 5-string banjo tuning: Key of F#minor (modal tuning); 5th: high F#; 4th: low C#; 3rd: low F#; 2nd: low B; lst: C# When I was a little boy, I worked on market Square I used to pocket money, but I never did it fair; I rode along the highway, I learned to rob and steal When I made a big haul, how happy did I feel How happy did I feel. I used to wear the white hat, my horse and buggy fine, I used to court a pretty girl, I always called her mine. I courted her for beauty, her love to me was rare, She'd throw her arms around me and kiss me unaware. And kiss me unaware. One night as I lay sleeping, I dreamed a mighty dream I dreamed I was a merchant marching down the golden stream. I woke all brokenhearted in Logan County Jail Not a friend around me for to go my bail, For to go my bail. Down came the jailer after ten o'clock With a bunch of keys all in his hand, he shoved 'em in the lock Cheer up, cheer up, you prisoner, I thought I heard him say, You're going around to Moundsville, seven years to stay, Seven years to stay. Down came my darling, ten dollars in her hand, O my dearest darling, I've done all that I can. May the lord be with you wherever you may go, And the devil take the jury for sending you below, For sending you below. Sitting by the railroad, waiting for the train, I'm going away to Moundsville to wear the ball and chain. I'm going away to leave you, darling don't you cry, Take a glass of whisky and let it all go by, Let it all go by.

11 WHO KILLED COCK ROBIN? traditional USA from the singing of Edith Harmon, East Tennessee, with added verses 5-string banjo tuning: Key of Fm; 5th: high F; 4th: low C; 3rd: low F; 2nd: low Bb; lst: middle C Who killed Cock Robin? I, said the sparrow With my little bow and arrow, I killed Cock Robin. Who saw him die? I, said the fly, With my little beady eye, I saw him die. Who caught his blood? I, said the fish, In my little silver dish, I caught his blood. Who will sew his shroud? I, said the beetle, With my little threaded needle, I will sew his shroud. Who will dig his grave? I, said the crow, With my little spade and hoe, I will dig his grave. Who will be the parson? I, said the lark, If it isn't after dark, I will be the parson. Who will carry the torch? I, said the linnet, I will fetch it in a minute, I will carry the torch. Who will haul him there? I, said the bull, Because I can pull, I will haul him there. Who will lay him in? I, said the crane, And I hope it doesn't rain, I will lay him in. Who will pat his grave? I, said the bat And I'll make it smooth and flat I will pat his grave. Who will sing his song? I, said the swallow, Just as loud as I can holler, I will sing his song. Who will weep and mourn? I, said the wren, My grief will never end, I will weep and mourn.

12 LOVE CALL ME HOME words, music and © 2001 Peggy Seeger administered by Bucks Music, London UK When the waters are deep, Friends carry me over When I cry in my sleep Love call me home. CHORUS: Time, ferry me down the river, Friends carry me safely over Life, tend me on my journey Love call me home. When the waters are cold Friends carry me over When I'm losing my hold Love call me home. (chorus) When I'm weary and cannot swim Friends carry me over Open your arms and take me in Love call me home. (chorus) Take the gift I bring Friends carry me over Deep within me life is singing Love call me home. (chorus) Life offers a chance For friends to carry us over Time can stop or dance forever Love call me home. (chorus)