Sep 052011
 

Sea Shanties are the best shanties.

A Halyard Shanty

A hundred years is a very long time,
Ho, yes, ho!
A hundred years is a very long time,
A hundred years ago.

They used to think that pigs could fly
Ho, yes, ho!
I don’t believe it, no, not I.
A hundred years ago.

They thought he moon was made of cheese.
Ho, yes, ho!
You can believe it if you please.
A hundred years ago.

They thought the stars were set a-light,
Ho, yes, ho!
By some good angel every night,
A hundred years ago.

They hung a man for making steam,
They cast his body in the stream.
A hundred years ago.

A hundred years is a very long time,
Ho, yes, ho!
A hundred years is a very long time,
A hundred years ago.

The Tune: A Hundred Years Ago in G (PDF)

Sep 032011
 

Kumbaya

Someone’s laughing, Lord, kumbayah;
Someone’s laughing, Lord, kumbayah;
Someone’s laughing, Lord, kumbayah,
O Lord, kumbayah.

Someone’s crying, Lord, kumbayah;
Someone’s crying, Lord, kumbayah;
Someone’s crying, Lord, kumbayah;
O Lord, kumbayah.

Someone’s praying, Lord, kumbayah;
Someone’s praying, Lord, kumbayah;
Someone’s praying, Lord, kumbayah;
O Lord, kumbayah.

Someone’s singing, Lord, kumbayah;
Someone’s singing, Lord, kumbayah;
Someone’s singing, Lord, kumbayah;
O Lord, kumbayah.

The tune: Kumbayah in G(ish) PDF

Sep 022011
 

Last night the Western Kentucky Hilltoppers lost to University of Kentucky 3 to 14 in what was really a beautiful football game. The Hilltoppers were on fire in the first quarter; I think the Kentucky had maybe a net gain of one yard in the first quarter. Maybe they got two or three… but Western held them to a number that the Kentucky students can reach without taking off their shoes.

What’s that got to do with moonshine, you ask. Well….. Probably nothing. I guess. Kinda made meĀ nostalgicĀ for good ol’ Western… and the top of the hill. I sure would like to go back there someday.

Come all you booze-buyers if you want to hear
About the kind of booze they sell around here.
Made way back in the swamps and hills
Where there’s plenty of moonshine stills.

Some moonshiners make pretty good stuff
Bootleggers use it to mix it up.
He’ll make one gallon, well he’ll make two
If you don’t mind boys, he’ll get the best of you.

One drop will make a rabbit whip a fool dog
And a taste will make a rabbit whip a wild hog.
It’ll make a toad spit in a black snake’s face
Make a hard shell preacher fall from grace.

The Tune: Kentucky Bootlegger in G (PDF)