In Concert  1964

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The Times They Are A-Changin'

Come gather 'round people where ever you roam
And admit that the waters around you have grown
And accept it that soon you'll be drenched to the bone
If your time to you is worth savin'
Then you better start swimmin' or you'll sink like a stone,
For the times they are a' changin'!

Come writers and critics who prophesy with your pen
And keep your eyes wide the chance won't come again
And don't speak too soon for the wheel's still in spin
And there's no tellin' who that it's namin'
For the loser now will be later to win
For the times they are a' changin'!

Come senators, congressmen please heed the call
Don't stand in the doorway don't block up the hall
For he that gets hurt will be he who has stalled
There's a battle outside and it's ragin'
It'll soon shake your windows and rattle your walls
For the times they are a' changin'!

Come mothers and fathers throughout the land
And don't criticize what you can't understand
Your sons and your daughters are beyond your command
Your old road is rapidly agin'
Please get out of the new one if you can't lend your hand
For the times they are a' changin'!

The line it is drawn the curse it is cast
The slow one now will later be fast
As the present now will later be past
The order is rapidly fadin'
And the first one now will later be last
For the times they are a' changin'!

Oh, Rock My Soul

Rock my soul in the bosom of Abraham
Rock my soul in the bosom of Abraham
Rock my soul in the bosom of Abraham
Oh, rock my soul

So high I can't get over it
So low I can't get under it
So wide I can't get round it
Oh, rock my soul

Rock my soul
Rock my soul
Rock my soul
Oh, rock my soul

A Soalin'

Hey ho, nobody home, meat nor drink nor money have I none
Yet shall we be merry, Hey ho, nobody home.
Hey ho, nobody home, Meat nor drink nor money have I none
Yet shall we be merry, Hey ho, nobody home.
Hey Ho, nobody home.

Soal, a soal, a soal cake, please good missus a soul cake.
An apple, a pear, a plum, a cherry,
any good thing to make us all merry,
One for Peter, two for Paul, three for Him who made us all.

God bless the master of this house, and the mistress also
And all the little children that round your table grow.
The cattle in your stable and the dog by your front door
And all that dwell within your gates
we wish you ten times more.

Soal, a soal, a soal cake, please good missus a soul cake.
An apple, a pear, a plum, a cherry,
any good thing to make us all merry,
One for Peter, two for Paul, three for Him who made us all.

Go down into the cellar and see what you can find
If the barrels are not empty we hope you will be kind
We hope you will be kind with your apple and strawber'
For we'll come no more a 'soalin' till this time next year.

Soal, a soal, a soal cake, please good missus a soul cake.
An apple, a pear, a plum, a cherry,
any good thing to make us all merry,
One for Peter, two for Paul, three for Him who made us all.

The streets are very dirty, my shoes are very thin.
I have a little pocket to put a penny in.
If you haven't got a penny, a ha' penny will do.
If you haven't got a ha' penny then God bless you.

Soal, a soal, a soal cake, please good missus a soul cake.
An apple, a pear, a plum, a cherry,
any good thing to make us all merry,
One for Peter, two for Paul, three for Him who made us all.

Now to the Lord sing praises all you within this place,
And with true love and brotherhood each other now embrace..
This holy tide of Christmas of beauty and of grace,
Oh tidings of comfort and joy.

500 Miles

If you miss the train I'm on, you will know that I am gone
You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles,
a hundred miles, a hundred miles, a hundred miles, a hundred miles,
You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles.

Lord I'm one, Lord I'm two, Lord I'm three, Lord I'm four,
Lord I'm 500 miles from my home.
500 miles, 500 miles, 500 miles, 500 miles
Lord I'm five hundred miles from my home.

Not a shirt on my back, not a penny to my name
Lord I can't go a-home this a-way
This a-away, this a-way, this a-way, this a-way,
Lord I can't go a-home this a-way.

If you miss the train I'm on you will know that I am gone
You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles.

Three Ravens

There were three ravens sat on a tree
Down-a-down, Hey! Down-a-down,
And they were black as they might be, with a down
The one of them said to his mate:
"What shall we for our breakfast take?"
With a down, derry derry derry down, down

Down in yonder green field,
Down-a-down, Hey! Down-a-down,
There lies a knight slain under his shield, with a down
Down there comes a fallow doe,
As great with young as she might go
With a down, derry derry derry, down, down

She lifted up his bloody head,
Down-a-down, Hey! Down-a-down,
And kissed his wounds that were so red, with a down
She got him up across her back
And carried him to the earthen lack [Note]
With a down derry derry derry down, down

She buried him before his prime
Down-a-down, Hey! Down-a-down,
She was dead herself, ere evening time, with a down
God send every gentlemen
Fine hawks, fine hounds and such a loved one
With a down derry derry derry down, Hmmm

Blue

[Spoken by Peter:]
"We'd like to sing a children's song for you now, that's unique. It's the only children's song that we've ever encountered that contains all three of the basic elements of every single children's song. The first element is simplicity, so that the child can understand the song. The second element is pathos, to prepare the child for later traumatic experiences ... (laughter). And the third element is repetition, to give the child a false sense of security" (laughter).

I had a dog and his name was Blue
I had a dog and his name was Blue
I had a dog and his name was Blue
I betcha five dollars he's a good dog, too
Singin' "here, ol' Blue, you're a good dog, you!"

Ol' Blue come when I blow my horn
Ol' Blue come when I blow my horn
A' Blue come a' runnin' through the yella' corn
A' Blue come a' runnin' when I blow my horn
Singin' "here, ol' Blue, you're a good dog, you!"

[Spoken by Peter, in an interrupting manner:] "What if this song were to be changed? (laughter) Modified by an unscrupulous modifier of folks songs, whose business it is to make this type of song palatable for the teenage, deliquent, "mother-my-dog" instinct. And then it would be a rock and roll song." (Paul, interrupting) "OH, NASTY, UNSCRUPULOUS MODIFIER!!!" (laughter, then Peter) "Now it would sound something...like this:"

Hup two three four five six hey!
Well I got a dog and 'is name is Blue,
I betcha five dollars he's a good dog, too,
Oh, Oh, oooo, yow!
Bow wow bow wow bow wow, ooooo,

[Spoken:]
"Well Blue...
Why did you leave me sweetheart?
Blue ... you promised to write
and I ... I sit I sit ...
I sit alone at night now,
Sifting sand through my fingers,
(looking for some trace of you)

Come back Blue, I, I, I,
I want you I, I, I,
I need you ....
And I'm Going To Have You!!!

Here, Blue!!!

One Kind Favor

There's one kind favor I'll ask of you
There's one kind favor I'll ask of you
Yeah, there's one kind favor I'll ask of you
See that m' grave is kept clean

There's two white horses in a line
There's two white horses in a line
There's two white horses in a line
Carryin' me to my buryin' ground

There's three black coaches in the rain
There's three black coaches in the rain
There's three black coaches in the rain
Empty now from their heavy load

Have you ever heard a coffin sound
Have you ever heard a coffin sound
Have you ever heard a coffin sound
Bein' lowered in the ground?

There's one kind favor I'll ask of you
There's one kind favor I'll ask of you
There's one kind favor I'll ask of you
See that m' grave is kept clean

Blowin' In The Wind

How many roads must a man walk down
Before they call him a man?
How many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand?
How many times must the cannon balls fly
Before they're forever banned?

The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind
The answer is blowin' in the wind.

How many years must a mountain exist
Before it is washed to the sea?
How many years can some people exist
Before they're allowed to be free?
How many times can a man turn his head
And pretend that he just doesn't see?

The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind
The answer is blowin' in the wind.

How many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky?
How many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry?
How many deaths will it take till he knows
That too many people have died?

The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind
The answer is blowin' in the wind.
The answer is blowin' in the wind.

Car-Car

[Chorus:]
Take me for a ride in your Car-Car
Take me for a ride in your Car-Car
Take me for a ride, Take me for a ride,
Take me for a ride in your Car-Car

[spoken and sound effects segment]

Take me for a ride in your Mac Truck
Take me for a ride in your truck, mack
Take me for a ride, take me for a ride,
Take me for a ride in your Mac Truck, Mack

[spoken and sound effects segment]

[Chorus]

[Spoken segment, with sound effects, then Mary sings...]
Take me for a ride in your car-car
Take me for a ride in your car-car
Take me for a ride, take me for a ride,
Take me for a ride in your 3.2 liter Ferrari
with torsion bar suspension
and those ported venturi carburetors!

Single Girl

When I was a single girl, dressed in clothes so fine,
Now I am a married girl, go ragged all the time
Wish I was a single girl again
Wish I was a single girl again

When I was a single girl, had shoes of the very best kind
Now I am a married girl, go barefoot all the time
Wish I was a single girl again
Wish I was a single girl again

When I was a single girl, used to go to the store and buy
Now I am a married girl, just rock that cradle and cry
Wish I was a single girl again
Wish I was a single girl again

When a fella comes a' courtin' you, and sits you on his knee,
Keep your eye upon the sparrow that flits from tree to tree
And you'll never wish you were a single girl like me
You'll never wish you were a single girl like me
Wish I was a single girl again

Puff, The Magic Dragon

Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Honah Lee,
Little Jackie Paper loved that rascal Puff,
and brought him strings and sealing wax and other fancy stuff. Oh

Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Honah Lee,
Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Honah Lee.

Together they would travel on a boat with billowed sail
Jackie kept a lookout perched on Puff's gigantic tail,
Noble kings and princes would bow whene'er they came,
Pirate ships would lower their flag when Puff roared out his name. Oh!

Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Honah Lee,
Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Honah Lee.

A dragon lives forever but not so little boys
Painted wings and giant rings make way for other toys.
One grey night it happened, Jackie Paper came no more
And Puff that mighty dragon, he ceased his fearless roar.

His head was bent in sorrow, green scales fell like rain,
Puff no longer went to play along the cherry lane.
Without his life-long friend, Puff could not be brave,
So Puff that mighty dragon sadly slipped into his cave. Oh!

Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Honah Lee,
Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Honah Lee.

Jesus Met The Woman

Jesus met the woman at the well
Jesus met the woman at the well
Jesus met the woman at the well
And He told her everything she'd ever done

He said, "Woman, woman, where is your husband?"
He said, "Woman, woman, where is your husband?"
He said, "Woman, woman, where is your husband?"
"I know everything you've ever done"

She said, "Jesus, Jesus, I ain't got no husband"
She said, "Jesus, Jesus, I ain't got no husband"
She said, "Jesus, Jesus, ain't got no husband"
"And You don't know everything I've ever done"

He said, "Woman, woman, you've got five husbands"
He said, "Woman, woman, you've got five husbands"
He said, "Woman, woman, you've got five husbands"
"And the one you have now, he's not your own"

She said, "This man, this man, He must be a prophet"
She said, "This man, this man, He must be a prophet"
She said, "This man, this man, He must be a prophet"
"He done told me everything I've ever done"

Jesus met the woman at the well
Jesus met the woman at the well
Jesus met the woman at the well
And He told her everything she'd ever done

Le Deserteur

["The Pacifist" (translation):]
Men whose names are great, I am writing you a letter
That you will read perhaps If you have the time
Men whose names are great, I don't want to do that
I am not on Earth To kill miserable Mankind......


Messieurs qu'on nomme grand, Je vous fais une lettre
Que vous lirez peut-etre Si vous avez le temps
Je viens de recevoir Mes papiers militaires
Pour aller a la guerre Avant Mercredi soir
Messieurs qu'on nomme grand Je ne veux pas la faire
Je ne suis pas sur terre Pour tuer les pauvres gens
Il n'faut pas vous facher Mais Il faut que je vous dise
Les guerres sont des betises Le monde en a assez

Depuis que je suis ne J'ai vu mourir des freres
J'ai vu partir des peres Et les enfants pleurer
Les meres ont trop souffert Quand d'autres se gobergent
Et vivant a leur aise Malgre la boue de sang
Il y'a les prisoniers On a vole leurs ames
On a vole leurs femmes Et tout le cher passe
Demain de bon matin Je fermerai la porte
Au nez des annees mortes J'irai par les chemins

Je mendierai ma vie Sur la terre et sur l'onde
Du vieux au nouveau monde Et je dirai aux gens
Profitez de la vie Eloignez la misere
Les hommes sont tous des freres Gens de tous les pays
S'il faut verser le sang Allez verser le votre
Messieurs les bons apotres Messieurs qu'on nomme grand
Si vous me poursuivez Prevenez vos gendarmes
Que je serai sans armes Et qu'ils pourront tirer
Et qu'ils pourront tirer

There Is A Ship

There is a ship and she sails the sea
She's loaded deep, as deep can be
But not as deep as the love I'm in
I know not if I sink or swim

I leaned my back against an oak
Thinking it was a trusty tree
But first it bent and then it broke
Just as my love proved false to me

Oh, love is gentle, and love is kind
The sweetest flower when first it's new
But love grows old and waxes cold
And fades away like the mornin' dew

The water is wide, I cannot get o'er
Neither have I the wings to fly
Give me a boat that can carry two
And both shall row my love and I

If I Had A Hammer

If I had a hammer,
I'd hammer in the morning
I'd hammer in the evening,
All over this land

I'd hammer out danger,
I'd hammer out a warning,
I'd hammer out love between my brothers and my sisters,
All over this land.

If I had a bell,
I'd ring it in the morning,
I'd ring it in the evening,
All over this land

I'd ring out danger,
I'd ring out a warning
I'd ring out love between my brothers and my sisters,
All over this land.

If I had a song,
I'd sing it in the morning,
I'd sing it in the evening,
All over this land

I'd sing out danger,
I'd sing out a warning
I'd sing out love between my brothers and my sisters,
All over this land.

Well I got a hammer,
And I got a bell,
And I got a song to sing, all over this land.

It's the hammer of Justice,
It's the bell of Freedom,
It's the song about Love between my brothers and my sisters,
All over this land.

It's the hammer of Justice,
It's the bell of Freedom,
It's the song about Love between my brothers and my sisters,
All over this land.

It's Raining

It's raining, it's pouring, the old man is snoring
Bumped his head and he went to bed
and he couldn't get up in the mornin'
Rain rain, go away, come again some other day.

[Spoken:]
"Hey I got an idea ... we could all play hide and go seek inside,
now everybody hide and I'll be it!"

Star light, star bright,
first star I see tonight,
wish I may, wish I might,
have the wish I wish tonight.

It's raining, it's pouring, the old man is snoring
Bumped his head and he went to bed
and he couldn't get up in the mornin'
Rain rain, go away, come again some other day.

Five Ten Fifteen Twenty.
Twenty-five Thirty. Thirty-Five Forty.

Lady Bug, Lady Bug, fly away home.
Your house is on fire, and your children,
they will burn, They will burn.

It's raining, it's pouring, the old man is snoring
Bumped his head and he went to bed
and he couldn't get up in the mornin'
Rain rain, go away, come again some other day.

Forty-Five Fifty. Fifty-five Sixty.
Sixty-five Seventy. Seventy-five eighty.

Won't be my father's Jack,
no I won't be my mother's Jill,
I'll be a fiddler's wife and fiddle when I will.

It's raining, it's pouring, the old man is snoring
Bumped his head and he went to bed
and he couldn't get up in the mornin'
Rain rain, go away, come again some other day.

Eighty-Five, Ninety. Ninety-five, a Hundred.

[Spoken:] Anyone round my base is it! Ready or not, here I come!

[Spoken:] Allee Allee In Free!

If I Had My Way

You read about Sampson, you read about his birth
He was the strongest man that ever lived on Earth.
One day old Sampson was walking alone
He looked down on the ground and he saw an old jaw-bone.
He lifted up that jaw-bone and he swung it over his head,
and when he got to moving ten thousand was dead.

If I had my way,
If I had my way in this wicked world,
If I had my way I would tear this building down.

Sampson and the lion got in attack
Sampson he crawled up on the lion's back
You read about this lion - he killed a man with his paw
Sampson he got his hands around the lion's jaw
and he ripped that beast till the lion was dead
and the bees made honey in the lion's head.

If I had my way,
If I had my way in this wicked world,
If I had my way I would tear this building down.

Delilah was a woman, she was fine and fair
She had lovely looks, God knows, and cold black hair
Delilah she climbed up on Sampson's knee
and said "Tell me where your strength lies, if you please"
She talked so fine, she talked so fair,
Sampson said "Delilah, cut off my hair,
shave my head just as clean as your hand
and my strength will be like a natural man."

If I had my way,
If I had my way in this wicked world,
If I had my way I would tear this building down.

If I had my way,
If I had my way in this wicked world,
If I had my way I would tear this building down.

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