301 Annotated TLG Songs

Sailors sing songs of seas Miners dwell dark and deeps But both sing songs major keys The Miner keeps what the sailors leave Sometimes I feel my home is a boat I had a miner’s gal but I …

…  my claim I’m a just a child of the wind. And I have sailed, I have sunk I’ve died of thirst, and I’ve been drunk Everything I …

…  no more I dont want to die in a nuclear war I want to sail away to a distant shore and make like an ape man I’m an ape man, I’m an …  no more I dont want to die in a nuclear war I want to sail away to a distant shore And make like an ape …

…  we come a-wassailing Among the leaves so green; Here we come a-wand’ring So fair to be seen. Love and joy come to you, And to you your wassail too; And God bless you and send you a Happy New Year And God send you a …  before. Love and joy come to you, And to you your wassail too; And God bless you and send you a Happy New Year And God send you a …

…  world is birthday cake so take a piece but not too much. Sail me on a silver sun Where I know that I am free Show me that I’m …

…  to know oh… know Packing up Takin’ off Settin’ sail across that soft soft ocean There’s one way to find out What it’s all …  it away Away… away Packing up Takin’ off Settin’ sail across that soft soft ocean There’s one way to find out Oh what it’s all …

…  ales That they claimed would put the wind back in our sails So take a hit Let it drip drip drip Let it slip down deep into your …

…  love is a rusty razor, Shaving the belly of a drunken sailor, Lucky he’s not walking down the plank. Shanghai’d down in …

…  founder on your shore, A ship wreck at your door, All my sails are torn. Sink, like the sunset in your eyes. I never realized How …  you breathed my life back into me. To sing a song, A sailor on a farm, Plowing through the fields Of your heart-land Life at …

…  fake jewels Died clutching fake jewels So the sailors hauled up trailers Beside them smoking ashes Donated some …

…  this song’s for you. Tailor made from midwives. Sailors not on portside. Docked by the setting sun, in the slip they sing it …

…  I’ve tried to stay Though blown by her breath as if I had sails How many holes can you count in the palms of her hands Drawn there by …

…  everything that I need There’s a seed that goes a-sailing Or a fruit temptation proved I’m all alone and waiting For my garden …