I'm a time drifter.

Kind of ironic that the dominant voice in this song is a woman’s. The sing never mentions a woman. It’s all about men’s freedom.

Peter Paul and Mary's version is waaaaay better!

I only knew the meatball version, until I came across the original words sung by - of all people - ABBA! Unfortunately they only do about 1½ verses, as it's the middle of a medley (starting with "Pick a bale of cotton"), as the B side to one of their singles (Summer Night City, I think). I wish they'd done more, as I liked their arrangement, and of course do lovely harmonies. kzfaq.info/get/bejne/jJuPksWnuN-8fmg.html

My father's favorite song! I am 75, and he sang it often when I was a boy in the 50s ~

The more I hear of The Weavers the more I realize the influence they had on Australia's 60s superband, The Seekers. Both great stories.

Well, when I was a young man never been kissed I got to thinkin' it over how much I had missed So I got me a girl and I kissed her and then, and then Oh, lordy, well I kissed 'er again [Chorus] Because she had kisses sweeter than wine She had, mmm, mmm, kisses sweeter than wine (Sweeter than wine) [Verse 2] Well I asked her to marry and to be my sweet wife I told her we'd be so happy for the rest of our life I begged and I pleaded like a natural man And then, whoops oh lordy, well she gave me her hand [Chorus] Because she had kisses sweeter than wine She had, mmm, mmm, kisses sweeter than wine (Sweeter than wine) [Verse 3] Well we worked very hard both me and my wife Workin' hand-in-hand to have a good life We had corn in the field and wheat in the bin And then, whoops oh lord, I was the father of twins [Chorus] Because she had kisses sweeter than wine She had, mmm, mmm, kisses sweeter than wine (Sweeter than wine) [Verse 4] Well our children they numbered just about four And they all had a sweetheart a'knockin' on the door They all got married and they wouldn't hesitate I was, whoops oh lord, the grandfather of eight [Chorus] Because she had kisses sweeter than wine She had, mmm, mmm, kisses sweeter than wine (Sweeter than wine) [Verse 5] Well now that I'm old and I'm a'ready to go I get to thinkin' what happened a long time ago Had a lot of kids, a lot of trouble and pain But then, whoops oh lordy, well I'd do it all again [Chorus] Because she had kisses sweeter than wine She had, mmm kisses sweeter than wine

Always thought the singers were Eric Darling and Fred Hellerman, didn't know that the other singer was Frank Hamilton.

Love this song ❤

grand charmeur

I'm playing this to night wish me luck

New generation need to hear this music.

Mains’l! Yes indeed.

A wonderful group of dedicated folk singers Hated by McCarthy and his fascist thugs.

R I P Marty Goodman

I miss Pete, Woody, and Cisco.

Makes me think of my wife every time I hear it.

I was looking for The Presidents Of The United Statesi, instead i found this. 🤔 God truly does work in mysterious ways. 🙏🏻

I’ve been looking for this song for ages GREAT I’ve found it…Marvleous

This old song has its own Wikipedia page. Lots of versions have been recorded. This version is very good.!!!!

only 1840s kids remember this banger 🔥🔥🗣️🗣️🗣️

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Psychological horror scene vibe. .

Good and bad presidents have come and gone since his assassination, but Abraham Lincoln will always be THE PRESIDENT!

The song 🎵 “Mbube”…Stolen from a South African group ! People who had nothing except their singing…and to steal even that from them…absolutely shameful!!

What the fuck is this lmao

Goosebumps!

One of the songs my father would lead us in in long car trips. Strong memories with this one.

Para Latinoamérica es todo un himno, el canta autor Víctor Jara también la traduce e interpreta en 1969 y se conoce como "El Martillo", durante la dictadura de Augusto Pinochet impuesta por la CIA fue una canción emblemática para la búsqueda de la democracia que habían derrocado estos tiranos de siempre. kzfaq.info/get/bejne/iL51e6yk07rdoqc.html&ab_channel=VictorJara-M%C3%BAsica

I can play this song on the violin. It's super easy to play on the violin because of rhythm and style.

It's amazing now how history is repeating itself, ironically in Boston of all places. Time to bring back and modify this for the new wave of discrimination.

Ruth Alice "Ronnie" Gilbert had the only real voice in this group.

Great song but unfortunate the record company made them change the lyrics

Beautiful. That song always chokes me up. This song should be on the lips of every American and sang by every school choir.

"As I sat down one evening, 'twas in a small café, A forty year old waitress to me these words did say: I see you are a logger and not a common bum, For no one but a logger stirs his coffee with his thumb. My lover was a logger; there's none like him today. If you poured whiskey on it, he would eat a bale of hay. He never shaved the whiskers from off his horny hide, But drove them in with a hammer and bit them off inside. My lover came to see me; 'twas on a freezing day. He held me in a fond embrace that broke three vertebrae. He kissed me when we parted, so hard he broke my jaw. I could not speak to tell him he forgot his mackinaw. I saw my logger lover sautering through the snow, A-going gaily homeward at forty-eight below. Well, the weather it tried to freeze him; it tried its level best. At one hundred degrees below zero, he buttoned up his vest. It froze clean through to China; it froze to the stars above. And at one thousand degrees below zero, it froze my logger love. And so I lost my lover, and to this café I come, And here I wait till someone stirs his coffee with his thumb." -James Stevens ((1892 - December 31, 1971), an American writer and composer. Born in Albia, Iowa, he left home at fifteen to work in logging camps, where he first heard stories of Paul Bunyan. Stevens fought in France during World War I and published his Paul Bunyan stories in Stars and Stripes. After the war, he became “a hobo laborer with a wistful literary yearning” and educated himself by reading omnivorously in public libraries, calling them 'the poor man's universities'. In 1916, Stevens published his poetry in the Saturday Evening Post,and in the 1920s he began publishing in H.L. Mencken’s American Mercury, arguably the most influential magazine for thinking people at the time. Because of his association with that magazine, he met many of the literary luminaries of the day, including H.L. Davis. He later traveled through the West and Midwest, and lived in Detroit, Portland, and Seattle. He researched logging history and wrote about the logging industry. ("The Frozen Logger"), from Kathleen Krull's 2003 collection "I Hear America Singing"

the harmonics on this are insane. i cry every time i hear this… shouts out to dilla 💜

You have the lyrics here: kzfaq.info/get/bejne/d5-PgNN_3MrZcXU.html

who wrote it?

is so much fun 🐾🦜🐦🐦‍⬛⭐

Wunderbar. Mir gefällt dieses Lied wunderschön. Liebe Grüße aus Stuttgart, Deutschland.

My uncle would sing this one when I was a child.

Using the same tune we sing in church, "I will sing unto the Lord, for he has triumphed gloriously", based on Exodus 15:1-2.

This song was in a advertisement for an energy drink about ten or so years ago

A boyhood friend named Peter Wehrwein had a 45 of this song, I found it on 78. Thanks Pete!

I grew up on the Peter, Paul, Mary version. Never heard this original. So thanks, I really appreciate it!

I prefer the Jimmy Rogers version

love love this song

Thanks to Mary T. for the recommendation. Love it!

Love this version!

love the Weavers