Song Lyrics (pdf) - International House Berkeley

The Jahdrools
Song lyrics
Compiled and modified by Anne Brewer, October 2011
Little Eyes
I had a dream the other night
The sweetest dream of all
I dreamt I saw a great big man
down beside the garden wall
Little eyes I love you
Little eyes I love you
Love you in the spring and the fall
Little eyes I love you
Little eyes I love you
Love you best of all.
(repeat chorus)
My Evaline
Oh Evaline
Say you'll be mine
Won't you come and let me whisper in your ear
Way down yonder in the old corn field
For you, I pine
Sweeter than the honey
To the honey bee
I love you, say you love me
Meet me in the shade
Of the old apple tree
Eva-Iva-Ova, Eva-Iva-Ova
Eva-Iva-Ova Evaline
When Pa
When Pa, when Pa;
When Pa, when Pa;
When Pa was
A little boy like me,
He used to go
In swimmin', in swimmin'
He used to go
Way up the creek
Where there was no fear
Of women, of women.
One day, one day;
One day, one day;
One day some people
Came along
And stole my Pa's
Apparel, apparel.
He stayed in the water

All day long-ong-ong,
And at night came home
In a barrel, a barrel,
A big, round wooden barrel.
A big, round wooden barrel.
Aura Lee
As the blackbird in the spring
'neath the willow tree, sat and piped
I heard him sing, singing Aura Lee.
Aura Lee! Aura Lee! Maid with golden hair
Sunshine came along with thee
and swallows fill the air.
Tumbling Tumbleweeds
See them tumbling down
Pledging their love to the ground
Lonely but free I'll be found
Drifting along with the tumbling tumbleweeds.
Cares of the past are behind
Nowhere to go but I'll find
Just where the trail will wind
Drifting along with the tumbling tumbleweeds.
I know when night has gone
That a new world's born at dawn.
I'll keep drifting along
Deep in my heart is a song
Here on the range I belong
Drifting along with the tumbling tumbleweeds.
I Took My Girl Out Walking
I took my gal out walking late last Saturday night,
I took my gal out walking the moon was shining bright.
I asked her would she marry me and what do you think
she said
She said I wouldn’t marry you if the whole wide world
were dead.
That's why I do like I do like do like I do,
That's why I do like I do like do like I do,
That's why I do like I do like do like I do,
That's why I do like I do like do like I do,
I went to see my gal last night, as happy as could be,
Tonight she's out with another and thinks no more of
me;
So here's to a glass of whiskey so sparkling and so clear,
It's not as sweet as a young girl’s kiss but a damn sight
more sincere.
That's why I do like I do like do like I do,
That's why I do like I do like do like I do,
That's why I do like I do like do like I do,
That's why I do like I do like do like I do,

(one song missing here – could not find: “can’t you
see those pretty little gals” “down mobile”)
Ragtime Cowboy
He always sings
Raggy music to the cattle as he swings
Back and forward in the saddle
On a horse that is syncopated-gaited
And there's such a funny meter
To the roar of his repeater.
How they run
When they hear that fellow's gun
Because the Western folks all know
He's a high-falutin', rootin’, tootin’,
Son of a gun from Arizona,
Ragtime Cowboy (Talk about your cowboy)
Ragtime Cowboy Joe.
He always sings
Raggy music to his cattle
As he swings
Back and forward in his saddle
On his horse (A pretty good horse)
That is syncopated-gaited
And with such a funny meter
To the roar of his repeater.
How they run
When they hear the fellow's gun
Because the western folks all know:
He's a high-falutin', rootin’, tootin’,
Son-of-a-gun from Arizona,
Ragtime Cowboy
(Talk about your cowboy)
Ragtime Cowboy Joe
Joe, the dog faced boy,
He walks, he talks, he eats and sleeps,
Ragtime Cowboy Joe
Coney Island Washboard
Coney Island washboard she would play,
She would play on the boardwalk every day
Little bubbles all around, soapsuds on the ground
Rub a dub a dub in her little tub all these tunes she
found
Little thimbles on her fingers made the noise
She would swing it in the laundry for the boys
She could rag a tune right through the knees
Of a brand new pair of BVDs,
Coney Island Washboard, Coney Island Washboard
Coney Island Washboard ragtime rub a dub, rub a dub
Goodbye my Coney Island Baby
Goodbye my Coney Island baby,
farewell my own true love

I'm gonna sail away and leave you
never to return (so you can have the dishes Mabel)
I'm gonna sail away on old ferry boat,
happy as the day is long,
So goodbye, farewell, so long forever,
Good bye my Coney Isle, Good bye my Coney Isle,
Good bye my Coney Island baby
All sing the joyful chorus,
As her colors we unfold;
Then hurrah for California,
And for the Blue and Gold.
Strawberry Canyon Cossack
(see Golden Age I-House book, p.27)
Sweet Cider Time
By the mill, oh by the mill
Where they made sweet cider,
I made sweet love to you
The millwheel kept turning as I sat there yearning,
For one kiss, the sweetest I knew,
On the hill by the old town chapel,
Those evening bells would chime
I’ll always remember, that golden September,
Sweet cider time when you were mine.
Sons of California
We are Sons of California
A loyal company;
All shout for California
While we strive for victory.
Roll dem Bones
Gonna buy my baby a new pair of shoes!
Come on, you seven! Roll eleven!
Now how I’m gonna buy them if I lose
Come on, you seven! Roll eleven!
Roll, roll, roll them bones,
Roll them on the square,
Roll them on the sidewalks,
the Streets or anywhere!
We’ll roll them in the morning,
We’ll roll them in the night.
We’ll roll them bones the whole night long
Till those cops are out of sight!