Francis McPeake/Ewan MacColl As I was sitting with a jug and spoon, one Sunday morning in the month of June. A birdie sang in an ivy bunch and the song
One morning, before the leaves began changing I caught a piece of summer and poured it into a pitcher; This I placed in the cellar on a shelf collecting
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Look at the moon above our heads Oh the night is old but it's not dead Let's talk of the things that we used to do 'Cause the future looks too bleak My
Woke up this morning the sky and you Well the room that we sleep in Has one window and the other has two Jug of Wine Mountain drive downtown You tell
I was down in Savannah Eatn' Cream and Bannanas When the heat just made me faint I began to get crosseyed I thought I was lost I'd begun to see things
(Francis McPeake/Ewan MacColl) As I was sitting with a jug and spoon, one Sunday morning in the month of June. A birdie sang in an ivy bunch and the
Well I don't care about my sorrows And I don't care about my woes I put my knees down in the sand Down where that river flows I put my hands in the water
Salutations- To The Life Giver Considerations, Simple And In Tune Transmutation, Or Be A Pearl In The Sky, Blood Red Sky Say Hey! How You Feelin' Now?
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