All The Tired Horses All the tired horses in the sun How am I supposed to get any riding done ? Alberta #1 Alberta, let your hair hang low, Alberta, let your hair hang low I'll give you more gold than your apron can hold If you'll only let your hair hang low. Alberta, what's on your mind, Alberta, what's on your mind ? You keep me worried and bothered all of the time Alberta, what's on your mind ? Alberta, don't you treat me unkind, Alberta, don't you treat me unkind ? Oh my heart is sad because I want you so bad Alberta, don't you treat me unkind ? Alberta, let your hair hang low, Alberta, let your hair hang low I'll give you more gold than your apron can hold If you'll only let your hair hang low. I Forgot More Than You'll Ever Know I forgot more than you'll ever know about her. You think you know the smile on her lips The thrill and the touch of her fingertips But I forgot more than you'll ever know about her. You think you'll find heaven of bliss In each caress, in each tender kiss But I forgot more than you'll ever know about her. You stole her love from me one day You didn't care, oh, it hurt me But you can never steal away memories of what used to be. You think she's yours, to have and to hold Someday you'll learn, when her love grows cold But I forgot more than you'll ever know about her. Days Of 49 I'm old Tom Moore from the bummer's shore in that good old golden days They call me a bummer and a ginsot too, but what cares I for praise ? I wander around from town to town just like a roving sign And all the people say, "There goes Tom Moore, in the days of '49" In the days of old, in the days of gold How oft'times I repine for the days of old When we dug up the gold, in the days of '49. My comrades they all loved me well, a jolly saucy crew A few hard cases I will recall though they all were brave and true Whatever the pitch they never would flinch, they never would fret or whine Like good old bricks they stood the kicks in the days of '49 In the days of old, in the days of gold How oft'times I repine for the days of old When we dug up the gold, in the days of '49. There was New York Jake, the butcher boy, he was always getting tight And every time that he'd get full he was spoiling for a fight But Jake rampaged against a knife in the hands of old Bob Stein And over Jake they held a wake in the days of '49 In the days of old, in the days of gold How oft'times I repine for the days of old When we dug up the gold, in the days of '49. There was Poker Bill, one of the boys who was always in a game Whether he lost or whether he won, to him it was always the same He would ante up and draw his cards and he would you go a hatful blind In the game with death Bill lost his breath, in the days of '49 In the days of old, in the days of gold How oft'times I repine for the days of old When we dug up the gold, in the days of '49. There was Ragshag Bill from Buffalo, I never will forget He would roar all day and he'd roar all night and I guess he's roaring yet One day he fell in a prospect hole, in a roaring bad design And in that hole he roared out his soul, in the days of '49 In the days of old, in the days of gold How oft'times I repine for the days of old When we dug up the gold, in the days of '49. Of the comrades all that I've had, there's none that's left to boast And I'm left alone in my misery like some poor wandering ghost And I pass by from town to town, they call me a rambling sign "There goes Tom Moore, a bummer shore in the days of '49 " In the days of old, in the days of gold How oft'times I repine for the days of old When we dug up the gold, in the days of '49. Early Morning Rain In the early morning rain with a dollar in my hand And an aching in my heart and my pockets full of sand I'm a long way from home and I miss my loved one so In the early morning rain with nowhere to go. Cut on runway number nine, big 707 set to go I'm stuck here on the ground, where the cold winds blow The liquor tasted good and the women all were fast There she goes, my friend, she's rolling down at last. Hear the mighty engines roar, see the silver bird on high She's away and westward bound, far above the clouds she'll fly Where the morning rain don't fall and the sun always shines She'll be flying over my home in about three hours time. This old airport's got me down, it's no earthly good to me Because I'm stuck here on the ground, cold and drunks as I might be You can't hop a jet plane like you can a freight train So I'd best be on my way in the early morning rain. In Search Of Little Sadie Went out last night just to take a little round I get my little Sadie and I brought her down I run right home and I went to bed With a forty-four smokeless under my head. I begin to think of what a deed I'd done I grabbed my hat and I began to run I made a good run but I ran too slow They overtake me down in Jericho. Standing on a corner as he's ringing my bell Up stepped the sherrif of Thomasville He said, "Young man, is you name Brown ? Remember you blowed little Sadie down ?". "Oh yes sir, my name is Lee I murdered little Sadie in first degree" "First degree and second degree If you've got any papers, will you serve 'em to me ?". Well they took me downtown and they dressed me in black They put me on a train and they sent me back I had no one for to go my bail They crammed me back into the crowded jail Oh yes they did. The judge and the jury they took their stand The judge had the papers in his right hand Forty-one days, forty-one nights, forty-one years To wear the ball and the stripes Oh no. I went out last night to take a little round I met my little Sadie and I blowed her down I run right home and I went to bed With a forty-four smokeless under my head. Let It Be Me I bless the day I found you I want my arms around you And so I beg you: Let it be me. Don't take this heaven from one If you must cling someone Now and forever, let it be me. Each time we meet, love I find complete love Without your sweet love, what would life be ? So never leave me lonely Tell me that you love me only And say you'll always let it be me. Little Sadie Went out last night just to take a little round I get my little Sadie and I brought her down I run right home and I went to bed With a forty-four smokeless under my head. Went out last night just to take a little round I get my little Sadie and I brought her down I run right home and I went to bed With a forty-four smokeless under my head. I begin to think of what a deed I'd done I grabbed my hat and I began to run I made a good run but I ran too slow They overtake me down in Jericho. Standing on a corner as he's ringing my bell Up stepped the sherrif of Thomasville He said, "Young man, is you name Brown ? Remember you blowed little Sadie down ?". "Oh yes sir, my name is Lee I murdered little Sadie in first degree" "First degree and second degree If you've got any papers, will you serve 'em to me ?". Well they took me downtown and they dressed me in black They put me on a train and they sent me back I had no one for to go my bail They crammed me back into the crowded jail Well, the judge and the jury they took their stand The judge had the papers in his right hand Forty-one days, forty-one nights, forty-one years To wear the ball and the stripes Belle Isle One evening for pleasure I rambled to view The fair fields all alone Down by the banks of Loch Eiron Where beauty and pleasure were known. I spied a fair maid at her labour Which caused me to stay for a while And I thought of a goddess to beauty Bloomin' bright star of Bright Isle. I humbled myself to her beauty "Fair maiden, where do you belong ? Are you from heaven descended Abiding in Cupid's fair throne ?". "Young man, I will tell you a secret It's true I'm a maid that is poor And to part from my vows and my promise Is more than my heart can endure. Therefore I remain at my service And go through all my hardship and toil And wait for the lad that has left me All alone on the banks of Belle Isle". "Young maiden I wish not to banter It's true I come here in disguise I came here to fulfill our last promise And hope to give you a surprise. I've known you're a maid I love dearly And you've been in my heart all the while For me there is no other damsel Than my bloomin' bright star of Belle Isle". Living The Blues Since you've been gone I've been walking around With my head bowed down to my shoes I've been living the blues every night without you. I don't have to go far To know where you are Strangers all give me the news I've been living the blues every night without you. I think that it's best I soon get some rest And forget my pride, but I can't deny This feeling that I carry for you deep down inside. If you'd see me this way You'd come back and you'd stay Oh, how could you refuse ? I've been living the blues every night without you. I think that it's best I soon get some rest And forget my pride, but I can't deny This feeling that I carry for you deep down inside. If you'd see me this way You'd come back and you'd stay Oh, how could you refuse ? I've been living the blues every night without you.