Тексты песен «Peter, Paul And Mary»

O come, o come, Emmanuel, and ransom captive Israel That mourns in lonely exile here until the son of God appear Rejoice, rejoice, Emmanuel shall come to thee, o Israel O come, thou day spring, come and cheer our...

O come, o come, Emmanuel, and ransom captive Israel That mourns in lonely exile here until the Son of God appear. Rejoice, rejoice, Emmanuel shall come to thee, O Israel. O come, thou day spring, come and cheer our...

Oh, had I a golden thread and needle so fine I'd weave a tapestry of rainbow design, of rainbow design Far over the water, I'd weave my magic strand To every city, through every single land, through every land And in...

Rock my soul in the bosom of Abraham Rock my soul in the bosom of Abraham Rock my soul in the bosom of Abraham Oh, rock my soul Rock my soul in the bosom of Abraham Rock my soul in the bosom of Abraham Rock my soul in...

Peter performs this song by leading the audience to sing along. He divides them into three groups, each with their own part. The lyrics are provided here for each of the three parts. Rock my soul in the bosom of...

Rock my soul in the bosom of Abraham Rock my soul in the bosom of Abraham Rock my soul in the bosom of Abraham Oh, rock my soul Rock my soul in the bosom of Abraham Rock my soul in the bosom of Abraham Rock my soul in...

Take off your old coat and roll up your sleeves, Life is a hard road to travel, I believe. I look to the east, I look to the west, A youth asking fate to be rewardin'. But fortune is a blind god, flying through the...

Take off your old coat and roll up your sleeves Life is a hard road to travel, I believe I look to the east, I look to the west A youth asking fate to be rewardin' But fortune is a blind god, flying through the clouds...

Excerpt from "talking union" words by lee hayes, millard lampell and pete seeger - inspired by woody guthrie's "talking dustbowl". "talking union" ©1958 st Ng music, inc., bmi Lately...

Excerpt from "Talking Union" Words by Lee Hayes, Millard Lampell and Pete Seeger - inspired by Woody Guthrie's "Talking Dustbowl". "Talking Union" 1958 Stormking Music, Inc., BMI Lately I've been picking up strange...

Excerpt from "Talking Union" Words by Lee Hayes, Millard Lampell and Pete Seeger - inspired by Woody Guthrie's "Talking Dustbowl". "Talking Union" ©1958 Stormking Music, Inc., BMI Lately I've been picking up...

The kids just went to sleep And I thought I'd play this old time record Darling, come and dance with me together Though I look a little older, you're as pretty as the day we met A happy home never hurt no one yet...

One and a-two and a-three Ya-tya-da tya tya da tya tya da tya Ta dee-da-dum On a desert island, a magic yours and my land Everyday's a holiday with you Under a blue sky dear we could get an idea Of what our two lips...

one and a-two and a-three Ya-tya-da tya tya da tya tya da tya Ta dee-da-dum On a desert island, a magic yours and my land Everyday's a holiday with you Under a blue sky dear we could get an idea Of what our two lips...

One and a-two and a-three Ya-tya-da tya tya da tya tya da tya Ta dee-da-dum On a desert island, a magic yours and my land Everyday's a holiday with you Under a blue sky dear we could get an idea Of what our two lips...

There's one kind favor I'll ask of you There's one kind favor I'll ask of you Yeah, there's one kind favor I'll ask of you See that m' grave is kept clean There's two white horses in a line There's two white horses in...

There's one kind favor I'll ask of you There's one kind favor I'll ask of you Yeah, there's one kind favor I'll ask of you See that my grave is kept clean There's two white horses in a line There's two white horses in...

There's one kind favor I'll ask of you There's one kind favor I'll ask of you Yeah, there's one kind favor I'll ask of you See that my grave is kept clean There's two white horses in a line There's two white horses in...

Verse I Listen children to a story that was written long ago 'Bout a kingdom on a mountain, and the valley folk below On the mountain was a treasure buried deep beneath a stone And the valley people swore they'd have it...

Refrain: Well, if somehow you could pack up your sorrows, And give them all to me. You would lose them, I know how to use them, Give them all to me. (Refrain) No use cryin', talking to a stranger, Namin' the sorrows...