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Brothers Four The Greenfields Other Gold

How many roads must a man walk down, before they call him a man How many seas must a white dove sail, before she sleeps in the sand How many times must

Oooh ooh, oooh ooh..... A time to be reaping, a time to be sowing The green leaves of summer are calling me home It was good to be young then in the

and cold, hallelujah Chills the body but warms the soul, hallelujah Jordon's water is deep and wide, hallelujah Milk and honey on the other side, hallelujah

Scotch and Soda Mud in yer eye Baby do I feel high, oh me, oh my Do I feel high? Dry martini Jigger of gin Oh, what a spell you've got me in, oh my

Hang down your head, Tom Dooley, Hang down your head and cry. Hang down your head, Tom Dooley, Poor boy, you're bound to die! I met her on the mountain

All day, all night, Marianne Down by the seaside siftin' sand Even little children love Marianne Down by the seaside siftin' sand. Marianne, Oh, Marianne

the song about love between my brothers and my sisters All over this land It's the hammer of justice It's the bell of freedom It's the song about love between my brothers

vWe come on the sloop John B My grandfather and me 'Round Nassau town we did roam Drinking all night Got into a fight Well, I feel so brake up I want

Once there were green fields kissed by the sun. Once there were valleys where rivers used to run. Once there were blue skies with white clouds high above