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Chorus

In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun never shines
And you shiver when the cold winds blow

Verse 1

Little girl, little girl, what have I done
That makes you treat me so?
You caused me to weep, you caused me to mourn
And you caused me to leave my home

Chorus

In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun never shines
And you shiver when the cold winds blow

Verse 2

The longest train I ever saw
Came down that Georgia line
The engine passed at six o'clock
And the cab came by at nine

Chorus

In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun never shines
And we shiver when the cold winds blow

In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun never shines
And you shiver when the cold winds blow

Traditional arranged by
Manuel Galvin & Jean-Jacques Milteau

Verse 1
As the blackbird in the spring
'neath the willow tree
Sat and piped I heard him sing

Praising Aura Lee.

Chorus
Aura Lea! Aura Lea! Maid of golden hair
Sunshine came along with thee
And swall-ows in the air.

Verse 2
Take my heart and take my ring
I give my all to thee
Take me for eternity
Dearest Aura Lee!

Chorus
Aura Lea! Aura Lea! Maid of golden hair
Sunshine came along with thee
And swall-ows in the air.

Verse 3
In her blush the rose was born
'twas music when she spoke
In her eyes the light of morn
Sparkling seemed to break.

Chorus
Aura Lee! Aura Lee! Maid of golden hair
Sunshine came along with thee
And swall-ows in the air.

Verse 4
Aura Lee the bird may flee
The willow' golden hair
Then the wintry winds may be
Blowing ev'rywhere.

Chorus
Aura Lee! Aura Lee! Maid of golden hair
Sunshine came along with thee
And swall-ows in the air.

Verse 5
Yet if thy blue eyes I see
Gloom will soon depart
For to me sweet Aura Lee
Is sunshine to the heart.

Chorus
Aura Lee! Aura Lee! Maid of golden hair
Sunshine came along with thee
And swall-ows in the air.

Words by William W. Fosdick (D.P)
Music by George R. Poulton (D.P)

Arrangement by
Manuel Galvin & Jean-Jacques Milteau

Verse 1
From the great Atlantic ocean to the wide Pacific shore
From the queen of flowing mountains to the south side by the shore
She's mighty tall and handsome and known quite well by all
She's the combination on the Wabash Cannonball

Verse 2
Now She came down from Birmingham one cold December day
As she rolled into the station you could hear all the people say
There's that gal from Tennessee she's long and she's tall
She came down from Birmingham on the Wabash Cannonball

Verse 3
Yeah Listen to the jingle the rumble and the roar
As she glides along the woodland through the hills and by the shore
Hear the mighty rush of the engine hear that lonesome hobo call
You're traveling through the jungle on the Wabash Cannonball

Verse 4
Our Eastern states are dandy so the people always say
From New York to St. Louis and Chicago by the way
From the hills of Minnesota where the rippling waters fall
No chances can be taken on the Wabash Cannonball

Verse 5
So Listen to the jingle the rumble and the roar
As she glides along the woodland through the hills and by the shore
Hear the mighty rush of the engine hear that lonesome hobo call
You're traveling through the jungle on the Wabash Cannonball


Traditional arranged by
Manuel Galvin & Jean-Jacques Milteau

All my trials Lord, Soon be over

Verse 1
I had a little book, it was given to me
And on every page, selles Liberty
All my trials Lord Soon be over

Verse 2
If religion was a thing that money could buy
The rich would live, and the poor would die
All my trials Lord Soon be over

Bridge
Too late my brothers, too late
But never mind.
All my trials Lord.
Soon be over

Verse 3
If Malcolm and Martin were living today
They’d look around, what would they say
All my trials Lord Soon be over

Bridge
Too late my brothers too late
But never mind
All my trials Lord Soon be over
All my trials Lord Soon be over

Traditional arranged by
Manuel Galvin & Jean-Jacques Milteau

Verse 1
Well I come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee
I'm bound for Louisiana, my own true love for to see
It rained all night the day I left
The weather it was dry
Sun so hot I froze to death
Susanna, don't you cry

Chorus
Oh, Susanna
Don't you cry for me
‘Cause I come from Alabama with the banjo on my knee

Verse 2
I had a dream the other night
When everything was still
I dreamed I saw my girl Susanne
She was coming around the hill

The buckwheat cake was in her mouth
A tear was in her eye
I said I come from Dixie girl
Suzanna, don't you cry

Chorus
Oh, Susanna
Now, don't you cry for me
‘Cause I come from Alabama with the banjo on my knee
Yeah Oh, Susanna
Now, don't you cry for me
‘Cause I come from Alabama with this banjo on my knee


Words & Music by Stephen Foster (D.P)
Arrangement by
Manuel Galvin & Jean-Jacques Milteau