Stanley and Dora was lovers
They met down the Tottenham Court Road
A whoopin' it up at the Palais
Where the ice cream fountains flowed
He was her man, a Lonny Donegan fan
Now Dora worked at the Dominion
The best usherette in the flicks
She sold Stan a ticket for one and nine
Wot did oughta cost four and six
He left his cosh in his mackintosh
Well Dora was swiftly promoted
To the circle she rose in a dream
When who should she see but young Stanley
Wiv the chick wot sold ice-cream
He'd chucked her up for a Walls' Ice Cup
But justice came soon to poor Dora
For Stan and his Walls' ice cream
They both was killed in the rush for the exit
When they played God Save the Queen
Guitar chords for Stanley and Dora
E7
Stanley and Dora was lovers
They met down the Tot'nam Court Road
A7
A whoopin' it up at the Palais
E7
Where the ice cream fountains flowed
B7 E7
He was her man, a Lonny Donnegan fan
A bi O (A bi O)
A bi O (A bi O)
A bi O bi O bi a ma ma (A bi O bi O bi a ma ma)
Bi O bi O bi a ma ma (Bi O bi O bi a ma ma)
Life is butter
Life is butter
Melancholy flower
Melancholy flower
Life is but a melon
Life is but a melon
Cauliflower
Cauliflower
There's a world of sun and sand, full of sky and far from land
Where evening breezes caress the shore like a gentle comforting hand
Fragrant blossoms, honey bees, careless laughter upon the breeze
And lovers fade into pools of deep purple shadows among the trees
Listen to the ocean, echoes of a million seashells, for ever its motion
Moving to a rhythmic and unwritten music that's played eternally
The sound of a seagull's distant cry, His wings like parentheses drawn in the sky
And two white birds clinging like foam to the crest of a wave rolled by
The silence of noon, the glamour of night
The hunt of the day when the fish won't bite
These are the things that remind me of the day you sailed out of sight
Love, oh love, oh careless love (x3)
Can't you see what careless love can do.
Sorrow, sorrow to my heart (x3)
That my true love and I must part.
When my apron strings did bow (x3)
You followed me through sleet and snow.
Now my apron strings won't pin (x3)
You pass my door and won't come in.
Cried last night and the night before (x3)
Gonna cry tonight and never no more.
Love my momma and my poppa too (x3)
But I'd leave them both to go with you.
How I wish that train would come (x3)
And take me back where I come from.
Wade in the water, wade in the water
Wade in the water, wade in the water
Wade in the water, wade in the water
God's gonna trouble the water
Why don't you wade in the water
Wade in the water, children
Wade in the water
God's gonna trouble the water
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
A long, long way from home
I wanna die easy when I die
I wanna die easy when I die
I wanna die easy when I die
Shout salvation when I rise
I wanna die easy when I die
No more auction block for me, no more, no more
No more driver's lash for me
No more pint of salt for me
No more peck of corn for me
No more auction block for me, many thousands gone
No more driver's lash for me
No more pint of salt for me
No more peck of corn for me
Well I'm a rake and a rambling boy
There's many a city I did enjoy
And now I've married me a pretty little wife
And I love her dear as I love my life.
Oh she as pretty, both neat and gay
Caused me to rob the broad highway,
Oh yes, I robbed it I do declare,
And I got myself ten thousand there.
Oh, when I die, don't bury me at all
Just place my bones in alcohol,
And at my feet place a white stone dove
To tell the world that I died for love.
Freight train, freight train runs so fast
Freight train, freight train runs so fast
Please don't tell what train I'm on
So they won't know what route I'm gone
When I die lord bury me deep,
Way down on old Chestnut street
So I can hear old number nine
As she comes rolling by
Freight train, freight train runs so fast
Freight train, freight train runs so fast
Please don't tell what train I'm on
So they won't know what route I'm gone
When I am dead and in my grave
No more good times ere I crave
Put a stone at my head and feet
And tell them all that I'm gone to sleep
Freight train, freight train runs so fast
Freight train, freight train runs so fast
Please don't tell what train I'm on
So they won't know what route I'm gone
Guitar chords for Freight Train
C G
Freight train, freight train runs so fast
C
Freight train, freight train runs so fast
E7 F
Please don’t tell what train I’m on
C G C
So they won’t know what route I’m gone
One of the most famous folk songs of all time, written by Elizabeth (Libby) Cotten.
She said she wrote it after listening to the freight trains passing her bedroom window. Many other versions exist.
(To the tune of Waltzing Matilda)
Once a jolly vagabond sat down by a lily pond
Under the shade of an old willow tree
And he sang as he sat and waited till his kettle boiled
Who'll come a-walking the Bulldog with me?
Walking the Bulldog, walking the Bulldog
Who'll come a walking the Bulldog with me?
And he sat and he sang as he waited till his kettle boiled
Who'll come a-walking the Bulldog with me?
Up came a hedgehog to drink at the Lily pond
Up jumped the vagabond and grabbed him with glee
And he sang as he stuffed that hedgehog in his picnic hamper
Who'll come a-walking the Bulldog with me?
Walking the Bulldog, walking the Bulldog...
Up came the sergeant mounted on his bicycle
Up came the constables one, two, three
Saying where's that jolly hedgehog, that you've got in your picnic hamper?
Who'll come a-walking the Bulldog with me?
Walking the Bulldog, walking the Bulldog...
Up jumped the vagabond, jumped into the Lily pond
You'll never take me alive said he
And his ghost may be heard as you picnic by the Lily pond
Who'll come a-walking the Bulldog with me?
Walking the Bulldog, walking the Bulldog
Who'll come a walking the Bulldog with me?
And he sat and he sang as he waited till his kettle boiled
Who'll come a-walking the Bulldog with me?