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There is a house in New Orleans , they call the Rising Sun

Our house, in the middle of our street

It is Jumblygran

Riding along on a carousel trying to catch up to you
Riding along on a carousel will I catch up to you
Horses racing 'cos they're chasing
So they aint so faaar
On a carouseell
On a carouseell....

I wonder if one day that you say that you care,
If you say you love me madly
I’ll gladly be there
Like a puppet on a string

Love is just like a merry go round with all the fun of the fair

I listened to the Emmy Lou, Linda and Dolly version of After the Goldrush it is beautiful, thanks.

Like a rubber ball
I'll come bouncing back to you

But he's got high hopes
He's got high hopes
High apple pie
In the sky hopes
So any time you're getting low
'Stead of letting go
Just remember that ant

Ooops there goes another rubber tree plant......

I dreamed a dream in time gone by
When hope was high and life worth living
I dreamed that love would never die
I prayed that God would be forgiving

Long ago and far away, I dreamed a dream one day
And now that dream is here beside me
Long the skies were overcast but now the clouds have passed
You're here at last.

Where did all the feelings go
What about that happy glow
Was that so long ago
When we were so in love....

Thanks, Namsnanny, I'll look out for that.

Crazy, crazy for feeling so lonely.
I'm crazy, crazy for feeling so blue

What use is it to comb my hair
It wont be touched by you
Why wake up when you wont be there
Why go outside it's lonely there....

I’ll tell me ma when I get home.
The boys won’t leave the girls alone
They pull my hair, they steal my comb.
But that’s alright ‘til I get home

Guess who just got back today
Them wild-eyed boys that had been away
Haven't changed, hadn't much to say
But, man, I still think them cats are crazy

It's getting late have you seen my mates
Ma tell me when the boys are here,
Its 7 o'clock and I want to rock
And get a belly full of beer...

We'll drink a drink, a drink
To Lily the Pink, the Pink, the Pink
The savior of the human race
For she invented medicinal compound
Most efficacious in every case.

He drinks a Whiskey drink, he drinks a Vodka drink,
He drinks a Lager drink, he drinks a Cider drink,
He sings the songs that remind him of the good times...

You're grown, so grown
Now I must say more than ever, come on Eileen
Toora loora toora loo rye ay
And we can sing just like our fathers

Come on, come on!
Hurry up, Harry, come on!

We're going down the pub!

There’s a tavern in the town, in the town

Oh she burnt the little roadside tavern down,
The only one for miles and miles around,
I saw many hours of pleasure tumble down,
When she burnt the little roadside tavern down.

You hit me once,
I hit you back,
You gave a kick,
I gave a slap...
You smashed a plate over my head,
Then I set fire to our bed, oh!

You're very welcome Granmarie Have you heard the version by Dolly Parton, Emmilou Harris and Linda Ronstat? Their voices harmonize so well.
I wish I could sing (tone deaf!)
I also agree about Neil Young, he has a way of conveying a feeling or moment so intensely.

Dont give us none of your aggravation
We've had it with your discipline
Cos Saturday nights alright for fighting
Get a little action in.....

Thanks for After the Goldrush, Namsnanny. This is such a great thread, so nostalgic.
I love Neil Young, especially Four Strong Winds....

Rosetta drinks her whisky neat
She gets in a fight and she might get beat
So I go around on a Saturday night
And ask her ' Do you feel alright?'
Rosetta are you better, are you well, well, well?
Rosetta are you better are you well, well, well?