Gone in the belt of the haze Only one black mile away Gone and I stare at the blaze Only one black mile away She was hoping to fly And a life without fear She was hoping to see All the answers so clear She was hoping for more Stranded here on the banks of Eden In paradise but inside I die Stranded here on the banks of Eden In paradise but it's hard to say goodbye Lost in the eye of the storm Only one black mile away Lost she went overboard Only one black mile away She was hoping for peace And redemption to come She was looking for grace And a place in the sun She was looking for more Stranded here on the banks of Eden In paradise but inside I die Stranded here on the banks of Eden In paradise but it's hard to say goodbye But it's hard to say goodbye, yeah Stranded here on the banks of Eden In paradise but inside I die Stranded here on the banks of Eden In paradise but it's hard to say goodbye Stranded here on the banks of Eden In paradise but inside I die Stranded here on the banks of Eden In paradise but it's hard to say goodbye Stranded here on the banks of Eden In paradise but inside I die Stranded here on the banks of Eden In paradise but it's hard to say goodbye

Sing and heave and heave and sing To my hoodah, to my hoodah Heave and make the hand-spikes spring To my hoodah, hoodah-ho It's blow, boys, blow For California-oh For there's plenty of gold, so I've been told On the banks of Sacramento Lime house Docks to Sydney Heads To my hoodah, to my hoodah Was never more than 70 days To my hoodah, hoodah-ho It's blow, boys, blow For California-oh For there's plenty of gold, so I've been told On the banks of Sacramento Around Cape Horn in the month of May To my hoodah, to my hoodah Around Cape Horn is a very long way To my hoodah, hoodah-ho It's blow, boys, blow For California-oh For there's plenty of gold, so I've been told On the banks of Sacramento We're the bullies for to kick her through To my hoodah, to my hoodah Roll down the hill with a hullabaloo To my hoodah, hoodah-ho It's blow, boys, blow For California-oh For there's plenty of gold, so I've been told On the banks of Sacramento Round the Horn and up the Line To my hoodah, to my hoodah We're the bullies for to make her shine To my hoodah, hoodah-ho It's blow, boys, blow For California-oh For there's plenty of gold, so I've been told On the banks of Sacramento

On the banks of the roses me love and I sat down And I took out me fiddle for to play me love a tune In the middle of the tune-o she sighed and she said "Oh Johnny, lovely Johnny don't ya leave me" When I was a young boy I heard me father say That he'd rather see me dead and buried in the clay Sooner than be married to any runaway By the lovely sweet banks of the roses On the banks of the roses me love and I sat down And I took out me fiddle for to play me love a tune In the middle of the tune-o she sighed and she said "Oh Johnny, lovely Johnny don't ya leave me" And then I am no runaway and soon I'll let them know That I can take a bottle or can leave it alone If her daddy doesn't like it, he can keep his daughter at home And young Johnny will go rovin' with some other On the banks of the roses me love and I sat down I took out me fiddle for to play me love a tune In the middle of the tune-o she sighed and she said "Oh Johnny, lovely Johnny don't ya leave me" When I get married 'twill be in the month of May When the leaves they are green and the meadows they are gay And me and me true love we'll sit and sport and play By the lovely sweet banks of the roses On the banks of the roses me love and I sat down And I took out me fiddle for to play me love a tune In the middle of the tune-o she sighed and she said "Oh Johnny, lovely Johnny don't ya leave me" On the banks of the roses me love and I sat down I took out me fiddle for to play me love a tune In the middle of the tune-o she sighed and she said "Oh Johnny, lovely Johnny don't ya leave me" "Oh Johnny, lovely Johnny don't ya leave me"

I went into his prison cell To write his story, if he'd tell He spoke as tears, fell from his eyes And told me when, and how and why And he said I asked my love to take a walk Just to walk, a little ways And as we walked, then we could talk About our future wedding day But when she said, she could never be mine Well I held a knife against her breast As into my arms she pressed She cried "my love, don't you murder me 'Cause I'm not prepared for eternity" Then only say that you'll be mine And in no others' arms entwine Down beside where the waters flow Down by the banks of the Ohio I started home twixt twelve and one I cried, "My God, what have I done?" I've killed the one I love tonight Because she would not be my bride Well only say that you'll be mine And in no others' arms entwine Down beside where the waters flow Down by the banks of the Ohio Down by the banks of the Ohio Save my soul Lord Save my soul There beside where the waters flow Down by the banks of the Ohio

A fond kiss, and then we sever; A farewell, and then forever! Deep in heart-wrung tears I'll pledge thee, Warring sighs and groans I'll wage thee. Who shall say that Fortune grieves him, While the star of hope she leaves him? Me, nae cheerfu' twinkle lights me; Dark despair around benights me. I'll ne'er blame my partial fancy, Nothing could resist my Nancy; But to see her was to love her; Love but her, and love forever. Had we never lov'd say kindly, Had we never lov'd say blindly, Never met--or never parted-- We had ne'er been broken-hearted. Fare thee well, thou first and fairest! Fare thee well, thou best and dearest! Thine be like a joy and treasure, Peace. enjoyment, love, and pleasure! A fond kiss, and then we sever; A farewell, alas, forever! Deep in heart-wrung tears I'll pledge thee, Warring sighs and groans I'll wage thee!

The holly she bears a berry as white as the milk And Mary she bore Jesus all wrapped up in silk, And Mary she bore Jesus Our Saviour for to be, And the first tree that's in the greenwood it was the holly. Holly, holly, and the first tree that's in the greenwood it was the holly. Oh the holly she bears a berry as green as the grass, And Mary she bore Jesus who died on the cross. . Oh the holly she bears a berry as black as coal, And Mary she bore Jesus who died for us all. . Oh the holly she bears a berry as blood it is red, And we trust in Our Saviour who rose from the dead.