The Mountain Minstrel

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d1	A dark lane in the city, contained a drunkard's cot
d2	A glorious day is dawning, Upon our sinful earth
d3	A health to dear woman, she bids us untwine
d4	A life in the temperance cause
d5	A song to the fall of alcohol
d6	All hail the power of abstinence
d7	All you who have come here this evening
d8	Another song we'll sing to you
d9	Behold the Washingtonians
d10	Beneath this sketch there lies a wretch
d11	Brother, a friendly line to thee
d12	Brother has thy way been dreary
d13	Brother, lift the banner cry
d14	Cease poor drunkard, I implore you
d15	Come, all ye sons of temperance true
d16	Come, all ye temperance heroes, I pray you
d17	Come, all ye true friends of the nation, Attend to humanity
d18	Come hither, my sweet one, come hither to me
d19	Come, join our temperance ship tonight
d20	Come juin us, unfortunate rover
d21	Come, my boys, come sign the pledge
d22	Come sons of Columbia, while proudly and high
d23	Come to the temperance tree
d24	Come, ye children, learn to sing
d25	Come ye inebriates, taste and hear the triumphs
d26	Dark is the night, How dark, no light, no fire
d27	Dear Father, drink no more, I pray
d28	Death came to the drunkard's hut one night
d29	Far and wide I'm doomed to wander
d30	Farewell drink, so nigh and handy
d31	Farewell, friends, but not forever
d32	Farewell to the cup
d33	Flow gently, sweet Merrimack, among thy green
d34	From all that can intoxicate
d35	From high and low, where'er we go
d36	From Plymouth's rock of story
d37	From the bright crystal fountain
d38	From the high Rocky Mountains
d39	From the mountain top and valley
d40	Go, go, thou that enslavest me
d41	Gulf of perdition and despair
d42	Hail, Columbia, happy land
d43	Hail, hail, hail to the cause
d44	Hail, temperance, fair celestial ray
d45	Hail to the veterans who labor unceasing
d46	He stood beside the counter
d47	Heavenly Father, give thy blessing
d48	Help us to feel for drunken man
d49	Ho the car of reformation
d50	I find it very hard of late
d51	I saw a youth in his father's hall
d52	I would not drink alway
d53	I'll taste no more of the poisoned cup
d54	I'm gazing on thy grave, mother
d55	I'm sitting on the style, Delia
d56	I'm thinking on the time, brother
d57	In a quiet churchyard
d58	Let the still air rejoice
d59	Life let us cherish while yet the taper glows
d60	Lo the temperance banner floating
d61	Long and gloomy was the night
d62	Mid [midst] scenes of confusion, from morning till eve
d63	Mid scenes of reflection on times which are past
d64	Mid sorrows and sadness I'm destined to roam
d65	Mother, dry that flowing tear
d66	My pledge, it is of thee
d67	O come, come away, from haunts of dissipation
d68	O come, come away, from labor now reposing
d69	O has my son then left me
d70	O I was once the landlord's pet
d71	O pity me, lady, I'm hungry and cold
d72	O say, can you see the bright signs of the
d73	O, shun the bowl, the draught beware
d74	O soft sleep the hills on their sunny repose
d75	O spare my child, in mercy spare
d76	O what has made the grog men sigh
d77	O when I remember the sorrow and sadness
d78	O'er Mexic's bounding billow
d79	Oft in the midnight hour
d80	Old alcohol is dying fast
d81	Once by intemperance I was bound
d82	One lies in yonder lonely tomb
d83	Onward, onward, all victorious
d84	Our banner still floats
d85	Our forefathers, heaven bless them
d86	Our good old ship is under way
d87	Push around the toddy can, no I'd rather not
d88	Rejoice, for the day of deliverance has come
d89	Rejoice, Washingtonians, your banner's unfurled
d90	Say not that woman's voice must stay its silvery note
d91	See, the temperance car is moving
d92	See yon wretched drunkard reeling
d93	Shades of evening close not o'er us
d94	Sots, whose health and wealth have fled
d95	Source of being, Holy Father
d96	Sparkling and bright in its liquid light
d97	Stay, mortal, stay, nor heedless thus
d98	Stretched on a heap of straw, his bed
d99	Temperance, fount of health and blessing
d100	The drink that's in the drunkard's bowl