Kingston Trio Lyrics

Kingston Trio Lyrics

"The Unfortunate Miss Baily Lyrics"

Two Of Us Lyrics
Two of us riding nowhere Spending someones Hard earned pay You and me Sunday driving Not arriving on our way back home we're on our way home we're on our way home we're goi

Lou Gottlieb

In seventeen forty-two, it was customary in the township of Halifax, for a gentleman to partake occasionally of ratafia which was--a light-flavored liquer of amazing potency--which originated in Middlesex and which we suppose is the reason for this song.

Chorus:
Oh, Miss Bailey! Unfortunate, Miss Bailey!

A captain bold in Halifax, who dwelt in country quarters
Fanny Mae Lyrics
(W. Glasco) Said I want somebody to tell me what’s wrong with me Said I want somebody to tell me what’s wrong with me I feel so much trouble, I got such a misery Yes I do , seduced a maid who hung herself one Monday in her garters.
His wicked conscience smitted him. He lost his stomach daily. He took to drinking ratafia and tho't upon Miss Bailey.

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One night betimes he went to bed for he had caught the fever. Said he, "I am a handsome man and I'm a gay deceiver."
His candle just a twelve o'clock began to burn quite palely. A ghost s
Flight Of The Warrior Lyrics
Thundering down from the mountain you ride Clutching a sword made of steel The ones you call friends they all left you for dead Alone on the battlefield many were at your command Renegade
tepped up to his bedside and said, "Behold, Miss Bailey!"

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"Avast, Miss Bailey," then he cried, "you can't affright me, really." "Dear Captain Smith," the ghost replied, "you used me ungenteelly.
The coroner's quest goes hard with me because I've acted freely and Parson Biggs won't bury me tho' I'm a dead Miss Bailey."

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Some Of Your Lovin' Lyrics
Gerry Goffin / Carole King) You gotta give me some Give me some of your lovin' You gotta give me some of your lovin' Now I'm not a greedy girl I don't need the worldChorus)

"Dear Ma'am," says he, "since you and I must once for all accounts close, I have a one pound note in my regimental small clothes.
'Twill bribe the sexton for your grave." The ghost then answered gaily, "Bless you, wicked Captain Smith, remember poor Miss Bailey!"

(Chorus)

"All's well that ends well, I suppose."