Revels RiverSing 2014 Lyrics

This Land is Your Land (Woody Guthrie) The Water Is Wide Chorus: The water is wide, I cannot cross o’er, This land is your land, this land is my land, Neither have I the wings to fly; From California to the New York island, Build me a boat that can carry two From the redwood forest to the Gulf Stream water, And both shall row, my love and I. This land was made for you and me. A ship there is, and she sails the seas, As I was walking that ribbon of highway She's loaded deep, as deep can be, I saw above me that endless skyway, But not as deep as the love I’m in; I saw below me that golden valley; I know not if I sink or swim. This land was made for you and me. I leaned my back against an oak, I’ve roamed and rambled and I followed my Thinking it was a trusty tree, footsteps But first it bent, and then it broke, To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts, Just as my love proved false to me. And all around me a voice was sounding, “This land was made for you and me.” O love is handsome and love is kind, Gay as a jewel when first it’s new – When the sun came shining and I was strolling, But love grows old and waxes cold And the wheat fields waving and the dust clouds And fades away like the morning dew. rolling, As the fog was lifting, a voice was chanting, Summertime (Dubose Heyward and George “This land was made for you and me.” Gershwin) Summertime, and the livin’ is easy, Nobody living can ever stop me Fish are jumpin’, and the cotton is high. As I go walking that freedom highway; O your pappy’s rich, Nobody living can make me turn back; and your mammy’s good-lookin’, This land was made for you and me. So hush little baby, don’t you cry.

One of these mornings, I’ll Fly Away you’re going to rise up singin’ Some bright morning when this life is o’er, Then you’ll spread your wings, I’ll fly away. and you’ll take to the sky. To the land on God's celestial shore, Until that mornin’ there ain’t nothin’ can harm you, I’ll fly away. With mammy and pappy standin’ by.

Chorus: Lift Up Your Voice and Sing (Chris Thompson) I’ll fly away, O glory, I’ll fly away. All you good people, lift up your voice and sing; When I die, hallelujah, by and by, I’ll fly away. If you believe in tomorrow, lift up your voice and sing. When the shadows of this life have grown, ... If you can keep your eyes on Like a bird that prison bars has flown, ... (lift up your voice and sing) Chorus The hope on the horizon, lift up your voice and sing.

Just a few more weary days and then ... Because when we sing together, we dream together, To a land where joys will never end, ... This sound can make a difference, Chorus this song can remind us That we can live together. Down the River I Go, Uncle Joe River, take me along in your sunshine, sing me a song Eighteen pounds of meat a week Ever moving, and winding and free; and cotton for to sell, You rolling old river, you changing old river, How can a young man stay at home Let’s you and me, river, run down to the sea. when the pretty girls look so well? I’ve been to the city and back again, Down the river I go, Uncle Joe, down the river I go. I’ve been moved by some things that I’ve learned; Down the river I go, Uncle Joe, down the river I go. Met a lot of good people and I’ve called them friends Felt the change when the seasons turned. If I had a needle and thread and find that I could sew, I’d sew that pretty girl to my coat I’ve heard all the songs that the children sing, and down the river go. And listened to love’s melodies; I’ve felt my own music within me rise Down the river I go, Uncle Joe… Like the wind in the autumn trees. Chorus Going up a mountain for to give my horn a blow; Thought I heard that pretty girl sing, Someday when the flowers are blooming still down the river I go. Someday when the grass is still green My rolling waters will round the bend Down the river I go, Uncle Joe… And flow into the open sea.

A horse and buggy to carry me around So here’s to the rainbow that’s followed me here, and down the river I go; And here’s to the friends that I know; Little feet won’t touch the ground And here’s to the song that’s within me now and down the river I go. I will sing it where’er I go. Down the river I go, Uncle Joe…

Come along and go with me, down the river we go; Wade in the Water Carry me back to Tennessee, down the river I go. Chorus: Wade in the water, wade in the water, children, Down the river I go, Uncle Joe… Water in the water, God’s gonna trouble the water.

River (Bill Staines) Who are those children all dressed in red? I was born in the path of the winter wind, God’s gonna trouble the water. I was raised where the mountains are old. Must be the children that Moses led, Their springtime waters came dancing down, God’s gonna trouble the water. And I remember the tales they told. Chorus

The whistling ways of my younger days Who are those children all dressed in white?... Too quickly have faded on by, Must be a band of Israelites… But all of their memories linger on Chorus Like the light in a fading sky. Who are those children all dressed in black?... Chorus: Must be the hypocrites turning back… Chorus

Shenandoah Down in the river to pray. O Shenandoah, I long to see you, Away, you rollin’ river. O brothers,…fathers,…mothers,…sinners,… O Shenandoah, I long to see you. Away, I’m bound away The Sun Will Never Go Down ‘Cross the wide Missouri. The sun will never go down, go down, The sun will never go down. O Shenandoah, I love your daughter, Away, you rollin’ river. Chorus O Shenandoah, I love your daughter, The flowers are blooming forever; Away, I’m bound away The sun will never go down, go down.

‘Cross the wide Missouri. Don't you feel like singing sometimes, sometimes, O Shenandoah, I’m bound to leave you, Yes, I feel like singing sometimes. Away, you rollin’ river. Chorus

O Shenandoah, I’ll not deceive you, Don't you feel like shouting sometimes, sometimes, Away, I’m bound away Yes, I feel like shouting sometimes. ‘Cross the wide Missouri. Chorus

For seven years, I’ve been a rover, Don't you feel like praying sometimes, sometimes, Away, you rollin’ river. Yes, I feel like singing sometimes. But I’ll return to be your lover, Chorus Away, I’m bound away ‘Cross the wide Missouri. The sun will never go down, go down, The sun will never go down. Down by the River Side Chorus Gonna lay down my sword and shield Down by the riverside, (3x) Rowing Down the River (David Coffin) Gonna lay down my sword and shield Well, the River Charles is not so wide; Down by the riverside, Rowing up, rowing down, And study war no more. She’s got a little current but not much tide To go rowing down the river. I ain’t gonna study war no more, (6x) CHORUS Gonna put on my long white robe,…starry Rowing up, rowing down, crown,…golden shoes,… From Hopkinton to Charlestown; You can’t go straight so meander ’round When the Saints Go Marching In To go rowing down the river. O when the saints go marching in, (2x) O Lord, I want to be in that number Harvard, M.I.T., B.U., When the saints go marching in. Rowing up, rowing down, You gotta regatta so join the crew And when the sun refuse to shine… To go rowing down the river.

O when the trumpet sounds the call… Singles, pairs, fours and eights… Get up early, do not be late… Down in the River to Pray As I went down in the river to pray, Keep an eye out, mind your scull… Studyin’ about that good ol’ way, Mighty long oars for a narrow hull… And who shall wear the starry crown? Good Lord, show me the way. 92 bridges and 24 dams... That’s why a coxswain’s a mighty good plan... O sisters, let’s go down, Let’s go down, come on down? The Charles River Conservancy... O sisters, let’s go down, Keeping it clean for you and me... Bring Me Little Water, Sylvie (Huddie Ledbetter) Swing Low, Sweet Chariot Bring me little water, Sylvie, bring me little water now; Chorus: Bring me little water, Sylvie, every little once in a while. Swing low, sweet chariot, comin’ for to carry me home. (2x) Bring it in a bucket, Sylvie, bring it in a bucket now; Bring it in a bucket, Sylvie, every little once in a while. I looked over Jordan, and what did I see, comin’ for to carry me home? Don’t you see me comin’? don’t you see me now? A band of angels coming after me, Don’t you see me comin’ every little once in a while? comin’ for to carry me home.

Chorus Gettin’ mighty thirsty, Sylvie, gettin’ mighty thirsty now; Gettin’ mighty thirsty, Sylvie, every little once in a while. If you get there before I do,

comin’ for to carry me home, Sylvie come a-runnin’, Sylvie come right now; Tell all my friends that I’m comin’ there too, Sylvie come a-runnin’ every little once in a while. comin’ for to carry me home

Chorus Clearwater (Chris & Meredith Thompson)

When we raise the white sail in the autumn air, Swing Down, Chariot Everyone will know what it means; Chorus: And the Clearwater goes where the Hudson flows, Why don’t you swing down, chariot, By the Catskills and down to the sea. stop and let me ride? (2x) Chorus (2x): Rock me, Lord, rock me, Lord, calm and easy, And the wind and the tide will be our guide, I’ve got a home on the other side. And the wind and tide will be. Well, Ezekiel went down in the middle of the field, From the sea to the sky, from the clouds to the rain, He saw an angel workin’ on a chariot wheel. Every drop of water will fall again, He wasn’t so particular ’bout the chariot wheel, And the Clearwater goes where the Hudson flows, He just want to see how the chariot feels. By the Catskills and down to the sea. Well, Ezekiel went down and he got on board, Chorus The chariot wheel a-bumpin’ on down that old road.

Some may search deep below for trunks of gold, He wasn’t so particular ’bout the bumpin’ of the road, But the sun on the water is treasure to me, He just want to lay down his heavy load. And the Clearwater goes where the Hudson flows, By the Catskills and down to the sea.

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Harvest Moon (Chris & Meredith Thompson) Down where the river flows, down where the corn grows, Sing to the harvest moon, sing to the harvest moon.

Black feathered crows fly, shadows against the sky; Sing to the harvest moon, sing to the harvest moon.

Standing among the worn yellow and weathered corn, Sing to the harvest moon, sing to the harvest moon.

River Hymn (George Emlen)

Refrain: Now I walk in beauty, beauty is before me; Beauty is behind me, above and below me.

O river, take us onward from the mountains to the sea; O sing the gentle verses of your endless melody.

O summer, fare thee well, you know we have to let you go; We’ll hold you in our memories through the winter’s cold and snow.

The green gives way to crimson as the summer yields to fall; The mists are in the valleys, you can hear the wild geese call.

The beauty of our planet as she spins around the sun; The mystery of our seasons as the autumn is begun.

The days are ever shorter with the dying of the light; We celebrate the autumn as the day slips into night.