The Golden Gate Quartet Sings 027

I hear those echoes calling Say well gone again skip to my loop, gone again skip to my loop, gone again skip to my loop, skip to my darling Listen to those voices, they're the voices of the famous Golden Gate Quartet And this is Tom Scott.

Guess you know why we're here. Of course you do. It's the Sing of America. Sing the songs handed down to us for the people who settled this great land of ours. Listen and you'll hear America singing as it conquered enemies, overcame rivers, mountains, even space and time.

These are your songs. Your American heritage. The folk songs of your land. Gone again, skipped to blue, gone again, skipped to blue, skipped to blue, my darling. Though are she blows, packets, whalers, and clippers.

Doesn't the mention of those old-time sailing ships bring to mind the lashing winds, roaring waves in the set of the sail? You know, back in 1818 there was a packet line called the black ball.

A sailor who'd been Shanghai to board the ship by woman, wrote this famous shanty about his misadventure. It's called Blow the Man Down. Oh, Blow the Man Down, bullies. Blow the Man Down. As I was walking down Paradise Street to me, hey.

Blow the young damsel. I chance for to meet. Give me some time to blow the man down Well not blow the man down But please blow the man down To me wear her and took her in tow Pull the lead, blow it to me Wear the Brian Olin, had no bridges to wear

To me wear it so weak For a sheet skin and made him a pal Give me some time to blow the man down With the skinny side out, and the woolly side into me way.