EDDY ARNOLD
WANDERIN' (RCA Victor LPM-1111)
1955
Produced by Stephen Sholes
Recorded:
May 30/1955, RCA Methodist Television Radio Film Commission, Nashville (1,6,13,14)
May 31/1955, RCA Methodist Television Radio Film Commission, Nashville (3,5,7,8,12)
June 1/1955, RCA Methodist Television Radio Film Commission, Nashville (4,7,9,11)
June 2/1955, RCA Methodist Television Radio Film Commission, Nashville (2,10)
My father is an engineer my brother drives a hack
My sister takes in washin' and the baby bolls a jack
And it looks like I'm never gonna cease my wanderin'
(Wanderin' wanderin' mhm)
I've done a lotta wanderin' early and late
From New York City to the Golden Gate
And it looks like I'm never gonna cease my wanderin'
(Wanderin' wanderin' mhm)
Been a working on a railroad been a working on a farm
But all I got to show for it is a muscle on my arm
And it looks like I'm never gonna cease my wanderin'
(Wanderin' wanderin' mhm)
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I had not been in Washington many more weeks than three
When I fell in love with a pretty little maid who she in love with me
She took me in her parlor she cooled me with her fan
She whispered low in mother's ear I love that gambling man [ guitar ]
Oh daughter oh dear daughter how could you treat me so
To leave your dear old mother and with the gambler go
Oh mother my dear mother you know I love you well
But the love I have for the gambling man no human tongue can tell
No human tongue can tell no human tongue can tell [ guitar ]
I wouldn't marry a farmer he's always in the rain
I wouldn't marry a railroad man who's always on a train
I wouldn't marry a doctor he's always gone from home
All I want is the gambling man fore he leave me alone [ guitar ]
I hear a train a coming a coming roun the curve
A whistlin' and a blowin' and strainin' every nerve
Oh mother oh dear mother I'll tell you if I can
If you ever see me coming back I'll be with that gambling man
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Weary totin' such a load tragin' down that lonesome road
Look down look down that lonesome road before you travel on [ strings ]
True love true love what have I done that you should treat me so
You caused me to walk and talk like I never did before
Weary totin' such a load...
Before you travel on
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Write me a letter send it by mail
Send it in care of the Birmingham jail
(Write me a letter containing three lines)
Answer my question will you be mine
(Roses love sunshine violets love dew)
Angels in heaven know I love you
Know I love you dear know I love you
Angels in heaven know I love you
Down in the valley the valley so low
Late in the evening hear the train blow
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Twas in the merry month of May when all green buds were swelling
Young William on his death bed lay for the love of Barbara Allen
He sent his servant into town to the house where she was dwelling
Said you must come to my Master if your name'd be Barbara Allen
So slowly slowly she got up and slowly she came nigh him
But the only thing she said to him young man I think you're dying
Oh I am sick so very sick and death is on me dwelling
No better I will ever be if I can't have Barbara Allen
As she walked slowly toward her home she heard the death bells tolling
And every bell appeared to say how hard is Barbara Allen
Oh father father dig my grave and dig it long and narrow
My William died for me today I'll die for him tomorrow
Upon her grave there grew a rose on William's grave were briars
They twine and twine in a true love's knot and the rose grew round the briar
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A thief will just rob you take all that you have
But false hearted lovers take you to your grave
The grave will decay you turn you into dust
And it just isn't one girl a poor boy can trust [ steel ]
So come all you lovers and listen to me
Don't place your affection on a green willow tree
The leaves will all wither the roots will all die
Then you'll be forgotten but you'll never know why
On top of old Smokey all covered with snow
I lost my true lover for a courtin' too slow
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A cherry when it's blooming it has no stone
A chicken when it's pipping it has no bone
A ring when it's rolling it has no end
A baby when it's sleeping has no cryin'
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I'm going there to meet my Father I'm going there no more to roam
I'm just a going over Jordan I'm just a going over home [ string ]
I'm just a poor and lonesome traveler behind the mule that's awful slow
A plowin' on to death and worry the only place that I can go
I'm going there to meet my Father...
My father lived and died a farmer a reeping less that he did sow
And I just follow in his footsteps a knowing less than he did know
I'm going there to meet my Father...
Going over home
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Come and sit by my side if you love me do not hasten to bid me adieu
And remember the Red River Valley and the boy who has loved you so true [ strings ]
Always think of the valley you're leavin' oh how lonesome and sad it will be
And then think of the fond heart you're breaking
And the grieve you are bringing to me
Oh give me a home where the buffalo roam
Where the deer and the antelope play
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word
And the skies are not cloudy all day
Home home on the range...
Oh give me a land where the bright diamond
Sand flows lazyly down the stream
Where the graceful white swan goes a gliding
Along like a maid in a heavenly dream