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Down at the Farmer's Market they play those great old songs,
Bring your fiddle, rosin your bow and you can play along,
The kids are dancing while the parents are shopping,
The band is jamming and the quarters are dropping,
Down at the Farmer's Market they sell organic produce,
Frsh baked bread, so much for you to choose from,
Hand made crafts right off the rack,
Sold by the people who produce them,
Down at the farmer's Market they play those great old songs,
And if you know the words then you can sing along,
The kids are dancing while the parents are shopping,
The band is jamming and the quarters are dropping,
I once bought a back pack from a farmers' market vendor,
It lasted seven years, for me that's a record,
Hand made crafts are made to last,
And when you buy them from the maker, they are cheaper,
Down at the farmer's market they play those great old tunes,
And I'm sure if you made a request, they'd play one for you,
The kids are dancing while the parents areshopping,
The band is jamming and the quarters are dropping.
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Angeline The Baker
05:08
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Angeline, Angeline, Angeline the Baker,
Angeline the Baker, She won't marry me,
The first time I saw Angeline was at the County Fair,
You could smell her cookies everywhere,
I followed the scent to her booth,
And I bought three dozen because they smelled so good,
Angeline, Angeline, Angeline the Baker,
Angeline the Baker, She won't marry me,
Angeline the Baker, makes the best snickerdoodles,
And when she bakes them she sends some to me,
Still Angeline, Angeline, Angeline the Baker,
Angeline the Baker, She won't marry me,
And I beg and I plead, down on my knees, Angeline please marry me,
I beg and I plead, down on my knees, Angeline I need you,
I beg and I plead down on my knees, Angeline please marry me,
I beg and I plead, down on my knees, why don't you need me.
I brought Angeline All her favorite flowers,
White, pastry and whole wheat,
When I gave them to her she said they made her happy,
Still Angeline the Baker, she won't marry me,
Angeline, Angeline, Angeline the Baker,
Angeline the Baker, She won't marry me,
Angeline the Baker, makes vegan ginger cookies,
And when she bakes them she sends some to me,
Still Angeline, Angeline, Angeline the Baker,
Angeline the Baker, She won't marry me,
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Rusty Volvo
05:38
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I saw a Rusty Volvo down on Route 13
I saw a Rusty Volvo and it used to be clean
Slipping and a sliding in the slushy snow
Slipping and a sliding out of control
My friend told me to meet her at the library
She said that she would be driving a Rusty Volvo
But when I got there there were 19 Rusty olvos
She forgot to tell me the color
But then she honked at me and I got in her Rusty Volvo
It was yellow
I saw a Rusty VOlvo parked at the daycare center
I saw a Rusty Volvo cruising Stewart Park
I saw a Rusty Volvo up at Cornell
Driving around looking for a parking spot
I saw a Rusty Volvo parked at the food coop
And the dog who was locked inside looked way too hot
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I am Going Back To Texas
06:49
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I am going back to Texas
Goodbye to everyone
I am going back to Austin
It has been a lot of fun
I am getting on a Greyhound
Southwest is where I'm bound
I'm leaving this New York town
Where I've learned so much,
Just because I'm leaving
Don't you be grieving
Keep in touch I'll do as much for you.
I have done a lot of things that
I hope don't get undone
I am going to spread my wings and
Go back where I'm from
You have been good to me baby,
Sometimes you drive me crazy,
But then again baby
You're the one for me
Won't you come and see me
In the place I was meant to be
That would make me happy
Baby
I am going back to Texas
Goodbye to everyone
I am going back to Austin
It has been a lot of fun
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Sisters In Disarmament
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SISTERS IN DISARMAMENT
Every Thursday afternoon
At Westlake Center
Women dressed in Black gather together
They stand in silence
In defiance
of the violence
Of their government
Holding signs that say no war,
Not in our name,
Our grief is not a call to war,
They're not an organization,
They're a loose knit affiliation,
Of women who stand for peace.
They stand for peace,
They stand for justice,
They stand for freedom,
For everyone not just us,
There's a gaggle of Grannies,
Who've gotten off of their fannies,
And started singing songs for peacce,
They sing satire,
And wear funny attire,
And set the crowd on fire,
When they sing their songs for peace,
They don't have no cd's,
Not hat for money,
They're just singing about what they believe,
They take old songs you already know
And change the words to be about what's going on in the world today
You already know the melody
I'm sure you can figure out the parody
And sing along with the Raging Grannies
At the next peace rally
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Hush Little Baby
04:38
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Don't jump off of.that bridge
You're gonna find a reason to live
Something that you can look forward to
A dream that will come true
You put all your hopes in a dream
And then she cut your heart to pieces
She said that all you do is scheme
And now your heart can't find peace.
Don't give up on your love,
You got a lot of lovin to give
Don't give up on your life
You're your own reason to live.
Sometimes a change in direction
Brings the forgiveness you've been needing
Sometimes a heart needs protection
When you've lost something that you believe in.
You'll make it to the other side
And live a long and happy life
You'll make it through the night
I wish you a long and healthy life
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Greg Spence Wolf Tacoma, Washington
I play guitar, mandolin and piano. I write original songs that are often memorable and requested.
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