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Kingston Trio The Time To Think

when I'm dead and gone to heaven, the land of my dreams. I won't have to worry on losin' my job, on bad times and big machines. I ain't gonna pay my money

(Goebel Reeves) [Chorus:] Go to sleep, you weary hobo. Watch the towns go drifting by. Can't you hear the rails a-singin'? That's the hobo's lullaby

the only one you'd ever want to see. [Chorus] Now I'm getting' older and I think of what I've done. It hurts to think of good times, so I'll dream of

s hard to die when all the birds are singing in the sky. Now that the Spring is in the air Pretty girls are ev'rywhere. Think of me and I'll be there. [

gave up our boyhood to drill and to train and play our own part in the patriot game. And now as I lie here, my body all holes, I think of those traitors

(Malvina Reynolds/Allen Greene/Harry Belafonte) Where are you going, my little one, little one? Where are you going, my baby, my own? Turn around and