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Folk Singer-Humdinger Vol. 2: Just About as Good as It Gets
Disc 1
01. Quit Your Lowdown Ways
02. Let Me Die in My Footsteps
03. Railroad Bill
04. James Alley Blues
05. Talking Fisherman’s Blues
06. It’s Hard to Be Blind
07. Standing on the Highway
08. He Was a Friend of Mine
09. Devilish Man
10. Blowin’ in the Wind (version 1)
11. The Girl I Left Behind
12. San Francisco Bay Blues
13. Death Don’t Have No Mercy
14. Will the Circle Be Unbroken
15. Pretty Polly
16. Railroad Boy
17. Rambling on My Mind
18. Makes a Long Time Man Feel Bad
19. Harmonica Solo
20. Black Cross
21. Barbara Allen
Disc 2
01. Sitting on Top of the World
02. Two Trains Running
03. Hiram Hubbard
04. Cocaine
05. Bob Dylan’s Dream
06. Blowin’ in the Wind (version 2)
07. Xmas Island
08. Come Back Baby
09. Witchita
10. Who Killed Davie Moore
11. John Brown
12. A Hard Rain’s Gonna Fall
13. Overseas Stomp
14. Midnight Special
15. Boots of Spanish Leather
16. I’ll Fly Away
17. Glory Glory
18. Backwater Blues
19. My Own True Love
20. You Can Always Tell
21. Only a Hobo
22. West Texas
While riding on a train goin' west
I fell asleep for to take my rest
I dreamed a dream that made me sad
Concerning myself and the first few friends I had

With half-damp eyes, I stared to the room
Where my friends and I spent many an afternoon
Where we together weathered many a storm

Laughin' and singin' till the early hours of the morn

By the old wooden stove our hats was hung
Our words was told, our songs was sung
Where we longed for nothin' and were satisfied

Jokin' and talkin' about the world outside

With hungry hearts through the heat and cold
We never much thought we could get very old
We thought we could sit forever in fun
And our chances really was a million to one

As easy, it was to tell black from white
It was all that easy to tell wrong from right
And our choices there was few
So the thought never hit
At the one road we travelled, we ever shatter or split

How many a year has passed and gone?
Many a gamble has been lost and won
And many a road taken by many a first friend
And each one I've never seen again

I wish, I wish, I wish in vain
That we could sit simply in that room again
Ten thousand dollars at the drop of a hat
I'd give it all gladly if our lives could be like that