Wayfaring Stranger .......... Jack White

Like A Songbird That Has Fallen .......... Reeltime Travelers

I Wish My Baby Was Born .......... Tim Eriksen, Riley Baugus & Tim O'Brien

The Scarlet Tide .......... Alison Krauss

The Cuckoo .......... Tim Eriksen & Riley Baugus

Sittin' On Top Of The World .......... Jack White

Am I Born To Die? .......... Tim Eriksen

You Will Be My Ain True Love .......... Alison Krauss

I'm Going Home .......... Sacred Harp Singers At Liberty Church

Never Far Away .......... Jack White

Christmas Time Will Soon Be Over .......... Jack White / Riley Baugus / Brendan Gleeson

Ruby With The Eyes That Sparkle .......... Stuart Duncan & Dirk Powell

Lady Margret .......... Cassie Franklin

Great High Mountain .......... Jack White / Cassie Franklin / Tim Eriksen

Anthem .......... Gabriel Yared

Ada Plays .......... Gabriel Yared

Ada And Inman .......... Gabriel Yared

Love Theme .......... Gabriel Yared

Idumea .......... Sacred Harp Singers At Liberty Church

I am a poor wayfaring stranger
Travelling through this world alone
There is no sickness, toil or danger
In that fair land to which I go

I'm going home
To see my mother
I'm going home
No more to roam
I am just going over Jordan
I am just going over home

I know dark clouds will hover on me,
I know my pathway is rough and steep
Beauteous fields lie right before me
Where weary eyes no more will weep
I'm going home to see my father
I'm going home no more to roam
I am just going over Jordan
I am just going over home

I'll soon be free from every trial
This form will rest beneath the sun
I'll drop the cross of self-denial
Come back home with God
I'm going home to see my savior
I'm going home no more to roam
I am just going over Jordan
I am just going over home

[Thanks to Whisper5833@aol.com for corrections]

Paths are there for us to follow, this is gospel I believe
Angels are around us flying, truth and mercy to receive
Pictures of uncommon nature, painted by a masters hand
Draw me ever on life's journey, rendered thus to understand

As a songbird that is fallen, only to regain the sky,
from this frozen shadow valley lay my weary head

Love is from no distance calling, faithful as the rising sun
Warms the bitter heart and heartache till the east of Eden's gone
Clouds of fear and misconception, wax and wane as if the moon
So is in a sense forsaken, till the will of God be known

As a songbird that is fallen, only to regain the sky,
from this frozen shadow valley lay my weary head

I wish, I wish my baby was born
And sittin' on its papa's knee
And me, poor girl
And me, poor girl, were dead and gone
And the green grass growin' o'er my feet
I ain't ahead, nor never will be
Till the sweet apple grows
On a sour apple tree

But still I hope the time will come
When you and I shall be as one

I wish I wish my love had died
And sent his soul to wander free
Then we might need our ribbons five
Let our poor body rest in peace

The owl, the owl
Is a lonely bird
It chills my heart
With dread and terror
That someone's blood
There on his wing
That someone's blood
There on his feather

When I recall his parting words
Must I accept his fate
Or take myself far from this place
I thought I heard a black bell toll
A little bird did sing
Man has no choice
When he wants every thing

We'll rise above the scarlet tide
That trickles down through the mountain
And separates the widow from the bride

Man goes beyond his own decision
Gets caught in a mechanism
And swindlers who works like kings
And broke those who break everything
The dark of night was swiftly fading
Close to the dawn of day
Why would I want him just to lose him again

We'll rise above the scarlet tide
That trickles down through the mountain
And separates the widow from the bride

Oh the cuckoo she's a pretty bird
She wobbles as she flies
She never says cuckoo
Till the fourth day of July

Jack of diamonds
Jack of diamonds
I've known you from old
You've robbed my poor pockets of my silver and my gold

My horses ain't hungry
The want me your hay
I'll ride on, live further
I'll feed them only

Was all the summer, and all the fall,
Just trying to find my little all in all
But now she's gone, and I don't worry
Lord I'm sitting on top of the world

Was in the spring, one summer day
Just when she left me, she's gone to stay
But now she's gone, and I don't worry
Oh I'm sitting on top of the world

An' you come runnin', holdin' up your hand
Can't get me a woman, cranky you can get a man
But now you're gone, and now I don't worry
Lord I'm sitting on top of the world

Have been days, I didn't know your name
Why should I worry or cry in vain
But now she's gone, now I don't worry
Lord I'm sitting on top of the world

Went to the station, down in the yard
Gone get me a freight train, worked on your hard
But now she's gone, and I don't worry
Oh I'm sitting on top of the world

The lonesome days, they have gone by
Why should you beg me oh say goodbye
But now she's gone, and I don't worry
Oh cause I'm sitting on top of the world

And am I born to die
To lay this body down
And as my trembling spirit fly
Into a world unknown

A land of deepest shade
Unpierced by human thought
The dreary region of the dead
Where all things are forgot

Soon as from Earth I go
What will become of me
Eternal happiness or woe
Must then my fortune be

You'll walk unscathed through musket fire,
No ploughman's blade will cut thee down,
No cutler's horn will mark thy face
And you will be my ain true love,
And you will be my ain true love

And as you walk through death's dark veil,
The cannon's thunder can't prevail,
And those who hunt thee down will fail,
And you will be my ain true love,
And you will be my ain true love.

Asleep inside the cannon's mouth,
The captain cries, "Here comes the rout,"
They'll seek to find me north and south,
I've gone to find my ain true love.

The field is cut and bleeds to red.
The cannon balls fly round my head,
The infirmary man may count me dead,
When I've gone to find my ain true love,
I've gone to find my ain true love.

Farewell, vain world! I'm going home!
My savior smiles and bids me come,
And I don't care to stay here long!
Sweet angels beckon me away,
To sing God's praise in endless day,
And I don't care to stay here long!

(Chorus:)
Right up yonder, Christians, away up yonder,
O, yes my Lord, for I don't care to stay here long.

I'm glad that I am born to die,
From grief and woe my soul shall fly,
And I don't care to stay here long!
Bright angels shall convey me home,
Away to New Jerusalem,
And I don't care to stay here long!

(Chorus:)
Right up yonder, Christians, away up yonder,
O, yes my Lord, for I don't care to stay here long.

(Chorus:)
Right up yonder, Christians, away up yonder,
O, yes my Lord, for I don't care to stay here long.

Walking home to you
Walking home to you
I'm talking through my wounds that I'm bleeding out for you
Talking through my wounds
Walking home to you

I listen when I can
I listen when I can
To this picture of you I carry in my hand
Lets me hear you say
You're never far away

And the dirt beneath my heels in the road
Obeys command to me and serves me as I go
And though it help to know you're never far away
I can't help wondering how you might feel about me today

Ada let me know
Ada let me know
Will you want me back or is it better if I go
Will you want me back
Ada let me know

That Carolina wind
That Carolina Wind
It blows in my eyes and makes me realize
The trouble that I'm in
That Carolina Wind

And the dirt beneath my heels in the road
Obeys command to me and serves me as I go
And though it help to know you're never far away
I can't help wondering how you might feel about me today

You'll see me in a dream
You'll see me in a dream
You'll see me in a dream across a mountain stream
And you will hear me say
You're never far away
Never far away
Never far away

Christmas time will soon be over,
Christmas time will soon be over,
Christmas time will soon be over
Then we'll join the band.

Wake up gals, let's go to the river,
Wake up gals, let's go to the river,
Wake up gals, let's go to the river,
Then we'll join the band.

Get up gals, don't be bitter
Get up gals, don't be bitter
Get up gals, don't be bitter
Then we'll join the band.

Mess with me, I'll pull the trigger
Mess with me, I'll pull the trigger
Mess with me, I'll pull the trigger
Then we'll join the band.

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Lady Margret was standing in her own room door
A comb in her long yellow hair
When who did she spy but sweet William and his bride
As to the churchyard they drew near
The day passed away and the night coming on
Most of the men were asleep
Lady Margret appeared all dressed in white
Standing at his bed feet
She said "How do you like your bed? And how do you like your sheet?
And how do you like your fair, young bride that's laying in your arms asleep?"
He said "Very well do I like my bed. Much better do I like my sheet.
But most of all that fair, young girl standing at my bed feet."
Then once he kissed her lily white hand
And twice he kissed her cheek
Three times he kissed her cold corpsy lips then he fell into her arms asleep.
The night passed away and the day came on
Into the morning light
Sweet William said "I'm troubled in my head by the dreams that I dreamed last night.
Such dreams, such dreams as these I know they mean no good.
For I dreamed that my bower was full of red swine and my bride's bed full of blood."
He asked "Is Lady Margret in her room? Or is she out in the hall?"
But Lady Margret lay in a cold, black coffin with her face turned to the wall.
Throw back, throw back those snow white robe
Be they ever so fine.
And let me kiss those cold corpsy lips for I know they'll never kiss mine.
Then once he kissed her lily white hand
And twice he kissed her cheek
Three times he kissed her cold corpsy lips then he fell into her arms asleep.

Once I stood at the foot of a great high mountain
That I wanted so much to climb
And on top of this mountain was a beautiful fountain
That flows with the water of life

I fell down on my knees at the foot of this mountain
I cried, "O Lord what must I do?"
I want to climb this mountain, I want to drink from this mountain
That flows so clean in my view

Then I heard a sweet voice from the top of this mountain
Saying, "Child put your hand in mine
I started climbing slowly watch your steps at the edges
And take one step at a time

I started climbing upward taking one step at a time
The higher I got the harder I climbed
I'm still climbing upward and my journey's almost ended
I'm nearing the top and you ought to see the view
Oh the water flows so freely, there's enough to make you free
So friend if you're thirsty climb this mountain with me

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And am I born to die?
To lay this body down!
And must my trembling spirit fly
Into a world unknown?
A land of deepest shade,
Unpierced by human thought
The dreary regions of the dead,
Where all things are forgot.
Soon as from earth I go
What will become of me?
Eternal happiness or woe,
Must then my portion be!
Waked by the trumpet sound,
I from my grave shall rise;
And see the Judge with glory crowned,
And see the flaming skies!