Repertoire - Songwriter - The Great Folk Scare of the 60's
This started it for The Bard as for many others in his generation. Who knows why folk music became popular, but we should be eternally grateful: it led him to a life-changing discovery that much sooner. He still likes the ones everyone sang back then, even though they were slicked up for public consumption. He has always been offended that the singers of the day would think they needed to add new lyrics to already great stuff. His theory why they did it - so they could copyright stuff that had been in the public domain, for centuries, sometimes. To heck with all that; if it’s good and he likes it, he’ll sing it, just the way he feels fits the song best!
Abilene
All My Sorrows
Banks of the Ohio
Banua
Battle of New Orleans
Big John
Billy Goat Hill
Bottle of Wine
Chase the Rising Sun
Cottonfields
Country Roads
Dark as a Dungeon
Delia
Done Laid Around
Don't Think Twice, It's Alright
Everglades
Four Strong Winds
Flowers of Peace
Frankie & Johnny
Green Fields
Green, Green
Gypsy Rover
Hard Traveling
Heave Away, Santy Anno
He's Got the Whole World in His Hands
House of the Rising Sun
I Bawled
I Can’t Help But Wonder Where I’m Bound
I Know Where I’m Going
Ira Hayes
Jamaica Farewell
Jet Plane
John Henry
King of the Road
Kisses Sweeter than Wine
Last thing on My Mind
Lemon Tree
Marianne
Mary Ann Regrets
Merry Minuet
Mighty Day
Mountain Dew
M.T.A.
My Dirty Stream
Nine Hundred Miles
Oh Mary, Don't You Weep
Old Joe Clark
Pack Up Your Sorrows
Poor Howard
Puff the Magic Dragon
Railroading on the Great Divide
The Reuben James
Rock Me, Lord
Roll On Columbia, Roll On
Round the Bay of Mexico
Running Bear
Scarborough Fair
The Seine
Shady Grove
Shenandoah
Sixteen Tons
Sloop John B
Snowbird
So Long, It’s Been Good...
Spring Hill Mine Disaster
Stewball
Streets of Laredo
Tell Old Bill
Tennessee Stud
There’s Plenty of Gold
This Land is Your Land
This Little Light of Mine/Do Lord
Tie Me Kangaroo Down
The Titanic
Tom Dooley
Twelve Gates to the City
The Unicorn
Walk Right In
Waltzing Matilda
The Water is Wide
We Shall Not Be Moved
We'll Sing in the Su9nshine
Wolverton Mountain