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Greetings from the Public Domain

by Gary L. Rebholz

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Barbara Allen 03:49
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'Twas in the merry month of May When all the green buds were swellin' Sweet William on his deathbed lay For the love of Barbara Allen He sent his servant to the town To the place where she was dwellin' Sayin' you must come to my master dear If your name be Barbara Allen So slowly slowly she got up And slowly she drew nigh him And the only words to him did say Young man I think you're dyin' He turned his face unto the wall And death was in him wellin' Goodbye goodbye to my friends all Be good to Barbara Allen When he was dead and laid in the grave She heard the death bells knellin' And every stroke to her did say Hard-hearted Barbara Allen Oh father father go dig my grave Make it both long and narrow Sweet William died on yesterday And I will die tomorrow Barbara Allen was buried in the old church yard Sweet William was buried beside her Out of Sweet William's heart there grew a rose From Barbara Allen's a briar They grew and grew in the old churchyard Til they could grow no higher At the end they formed a true lover's knot And the rose grew 'round the briar
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Red River Valley 03:51
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From this valley they say you are going We will miss your bright eyes and sweet smile For they say you are taking the sunshine That has brightened our path for a while Come and sit by my side if you love me Do not hasten to bid me adieu But remember the Red River valley And the cowboy who loved you so true Won't you think of the valley you're leaving Oh how lonely how sad it will be Oh think of the fond heart you're breaking And the grief that you're causing to me Come and sit by my side if you love me Do not hasten to bid me adieu But remember the Red River valley And the cowboy who loved you so true
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Frankie and Johnny 03:14
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Now Frankie and Johnny were sweethearts Lordie how they did love Swore to be true to each other True as the stars above He was her man He wouldn't do her no wrong Now Frankie went down to the corner Just for a bucket of beer She said Mr. Bartender tell me Has my lovin' Johnny been here He's my man He wouldn't do me know wrong He said I don't wanna cause you no trouble But woman I ain't gonna lie I saw your lover an hour ago With a girl named Nelly Bly Well he's your man But he's doin' ya wrong Now Frankie looked over the transom And she saw to her surprise There on the couch sat Johnny Making love to Nelly Bly He's my man But he was doin' her wrong Frankie drew back her kimono And took out a 44 Rooty toot toot three times she shot Right through that hardwood door She shot her man 'Cause he was doin' her wrong Now bring 'round a thousand policemen Bring 'em around today To lock me down in that dungeon cell And throw that key away I shot my man 'Cause he was doin' me wrong Now Frankie she said to the warden What are they gonna do The warden he said to Frankie It's the 'lectric chair for you You shot your man 'Cause he was doin' ya wrong Now this story ain't got no moral And this story ain't got no end This story just goes to show you That there ain't no good in men He was her man But he was doin' her wrong Yeah Frankie and Johnny
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Oh! Susanna 02:44
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Oh I come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee And I'm goin' to Louisiana my true love for to see It rained all night the day I left the weather it was dry The sun so hot I froze to death Susanna don't you cry Oh! Susanna Don't you cry for me For I come from Alabama with A banjo on my knee I had a dream the other night when everything was still I thought I saw Susanna a'comin' up the hill A buckwheat cake was in her mouth a tear was in her eye Says I I'm comin' from the South Susanna don't you cry Oh! Susanna Don't you cry for me For I come from Alabama with A banjo on my knee I soon will be in New Orleans and then I'll look around And when I find Susanna I'll fall upon the ground But if I do not find her this man will surely die And when I'm dead and buried Susanna don't you cry Oh! Susanna Don't you cry for me For I come from Alabama with A banjo on my knee Oh I come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee And I'm goin' to Louisiana my true love for to see It rained all night the day I left the weather it was dry The sun so hot I froze to death Susanna don't you cry Oh! Susanna Don't you cry for me For I come from Alabama with A banjo on my knee
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Beautiful Dreamer 03:21
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Beautiful dreamer come unto me Starlight and dewdrops are waiting for thee Sounds of the rude world heard in the day Lulled by the moonlight have all passed away Beautiful dreamer queen of my song List' while I woo thee with soft melody Gone are the cares of life's busy throng Beautiful dreamer awake unto me Beautiful dreamer awake unto me Beautiful dreamer out on the sea Mermaids are chanting the wild lorelie Over the streamlet vapors are borne Waiting to fade at the bright coming morn Beautiful dreamer beam on my heart Then will the clouds of sorrow depart Even as morn on the streamlet and sea Beautiful dreamer awake unto me Beautiful dream awake unto me
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Git Along Little Dogies 03:52
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As I was a'walkin' one morning for pleasure I spied a young cowpoke a'ridin' along His hat was throwed back and his spurs was a'jinglin' And as he approached he was a'singin' this song Whoopie Ti Yi Yo git along little dogies It's your misfortune and none of my own Whoopie Ti Yi Yo git along little dogies You know that Wyomin' will be your new home It's early in the springtime we round up the dogies We mark 'em and brand 'em and bob off their tales We round up the horses load up the chuck wagon And throw them little dogies out on the long trail Whoopie Ti Yi Yo git along little dogies It's your misfortune and none of my own Whoopie Ti Yi Yo git along little dogies You know that Wyomin' will be your new home Night comes on and we hold 'em on the bedground The same little dogies that rolled on so slow We rolled up the heard and we cut out the stray ones And roll the little dogies like never before Whoopie Ti Yi Yo git along little dogies It's your misfortune and none of my own Whoopie Ti Yi Yo git along little dogies You know that Wyomin' will be your new home Some boys go up the long trail for pleasure But that's where they get it most awfully wrong For you'll never know the trouble the trouble they give us As we go drivin' those dogies along Whoopie Ti Yi Yo git along little dogies It's your misfortune and none of my own Whoopie Ti Yi Yo git along little dogies You know that Wyomin' will be your new home
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The Wabash Cannonball 03:54
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From the great Atlantic ocean to the wild Pacific shore To the green old flowery mountains to the ice-bound Labrador She's long and tall and handsome and known quite well to all She's the modern combination called the Wabash Cannonball Listen to the jingle, the jumble, and the roar As she glides along the woodlands through hills and by the shore Hear the mighty rush of engines and the lonesome hobos call While ridin' through the jungle on the Wabash Cannonball She came in from Birmingham on a cold and frosty day As she rolled into the station you could hear the people say There's a gal out there from Tennessee she's long and boy she's tall She's the modern combination called the Wabash Cannonball Listen to the jingle, the jumble, and the roar As she glides along the woodlands through hills and by the shore Hear the mighty rush of engines and the lonesome hobos call While ridin' through the jungle on the Wabash Cannonball Now the eastern states are dandy so all the people say From New York to St. Louis and Chicago by the way From the lakes of Minihaha where the laughing waters fall No change in standard gaugin' on the Wabash Cannonball Listen to the jingle, the jumble, and the roar As she glides along the woodlands, through hills and by the shore Hear the mighty rush of engines and the lonesome hobos call While ridin' through the jungle on the Wabash Cannonball
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Old Dan Tucker 02:24
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Well Old Dan Tucker was a fine old man Washed his face in a fryin' pan Combed his hair with a wagon wheel Died with a toothache in his heal Get out the way Old Dan Tucker Get out the way Old Dan Tucker Get out the way Old Dan Tucker You're too late to get your supper Old Dan Tucker came to town Ridin' a billygoat leadin' a hound Hound dog barked billy goat jumped Throwed Dan Tucker down a holler stump Get out the way Old Dan Tucker Get out the way Old Dan Tucker Get out the way Old Dan Tucker You're too late to get your supper Now old Dan Tucker got drunk and fell Into the fire and kicked holy hell A red-hot coal fell in his shoe And oh my lawd the ashes flew Get out the way Old Dan Tucker Get out the way Old Dan Tucker Get out the way Old Dan Tucker You're too late to get your supper Now Old Dan Tucker come to town Swingin' them ladies all around First to the right then to the left And then to the gal that he loves best Get out the way Old Dan Tucker Get out the way Old Dan Tucker Get out the way Old Dan Tucker You're too late to get your supper
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Greensleeves 04:15
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Alas my love you do me wrong To cast me off discourteously For I have loved you well and long Delighting in your company Greensleeves was all my joy Greensleeves was my delight Greensleeves was my heart of gold And who but my lady Greensleeves The vows you've broken like my heart Oh why did you so enrapture me Now I remain in a world apart But my heart remains in captivity Greensleeves was all my joy Greensleeves was my delight Greensleeves was my heart of gold But who but my lady Greensleeves I have been ready at your hand To grant whatever you wouldst crave I have both wagered life and land Your love and goodwill for to have Greensleeves was all my joy Greensleeves was my delight Greensleeves was my heart of gold And who but my lady Greensleeves If you intend us to disdain It does the more enrapture me And even so I shall remain A lover in captivity Greensleeves was all my joy Greensleeves was my delight Greensleeves was my heart of gold And who but my lady Greensleeves Who but my lady Greensleeves
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Hard Times Come Again No More 04:29
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Let us pause in life's pleasures and count its many tears While we all sup sorry with the poor There's a song that will linger forever in our ears Oh hard times come again no more While we seek mirth and beauty and music light and gay There are frail forms fainting at the door Though their voices are silent their pleading looks will say Oh hard times come again no more 'Tis the song the sigh of the weary Hard times hard times come again no more Many days you have lingered around my cabin door Oh hard times come again no more There's a pale drooping maiden who toils her life away With a worn heart whose better days are o'r Though her voice would be merry 'tis singing all the day Oh hard times come again no more 'Tis a sigh that is wafted across the troubled waves 'Tis a wail that is heard upon the shore 'Tis a dirge that is murmured around the lowly grave Oh hard times come again no more 'Tis the song the sigh of the weary Hard times hard times come again no more Many days you have lingered around my cabin door Oh hard times come again no more

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A collection of old songs all from the public domain ranging from as late as the late 1890s all the way back to the mid 16th century.

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released January 1, 2020

All music and vocals by Gary L. Rebholz

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Gary L. Rebholz Madison, Wisconsin

Songwriter, singer, and musician, Gary writes and records in a number of different genres. His music is influenced by early country, rockabilly, rock and roll, and acoustic blues styles, resulting in a roots rock/Americana sound with shades of Johnny Cash, Elvis, The Beatles, Paul Simon, and Springsteen. Acoustic and electric instruments combine for a wide range of styles, sounds, and emotions. ... more

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