The Golden Gate Quartet Sings 033

I hear those echoes calling Say, well, gone again, skip to my Lou, gone again, skip to my Lou, gone again, skip to my Lou, skip to my darling Howdy neighbors, this is a program of your songs The songs your forefathers and the folks who came before them sang These are the Songs of America.

And this is Tom Scott speaking for the Golden Gate Quartet and inviting you to hear America sing. Sing as it fought wars, sailed the seas, heard at the cattle, felled the forests and developed our great pioneering tradition.

These are your songs, the folk songs of America. On again, skip to my lose, skip to my dole We'll be moving along in song on this program Catted on our way by boats, horses and wagons First off, suppose we move on down the old Erie Canal You know, back in 1825, mules were busy hauling boats through the Erie

And when the drivers would reach a town, they'd yell out, low bridge Well, pretty soon they had a song to go over that low bridge warning It was all about Sal, the star mule of the run on the Erie Canal.

Low bridge, everybody down. Low bridge, for we going through town. Low bridge, everybody down. Low bridge, for we going through town. I've got a mule, her name is Sal. Fifteen miles on the Erie Canal. She's a good old working and a good old town.

Fifteen miles on the Erie Canal. We've hauled some barges in our day. Filled with lumber, coal, and hay. And we know every inch of the way. From all one day to above alone. Low bridge, everybody down.