Mourning Beloveth / Wreck of the Hesperus Wreck of the Hesperus - Misery is the River of the World The higher that the monkey can climb The more he shows his tail Call no man happy 'til he dies There's no milk at the bottom of the pail God builds a church The devil builds a chapel Like the thistles that are growing 'Round the trunk of a tree All the good in the world You can put inside a thimble And still have room for you and me If there's one thing you can say about Mankind There's nothing kind about man You can drive out nature with a pitch fork But it always comes roaring back again Misery's the river of the world Misery's the river of the world Misery's the river of the world The higher that the monkey can climb The more he shows his tail Call no man happy till he dies There's no milk at the bottom of the pail God tempers all the winds for the new shorn lambs The devil knows the bible like the back of his hand All the good in the world You can put inside a thimble And still have room for you and me If there's one thing you can say about Mankind There's nothing kind about man You can drive out nature with a pitch fork But it always comes roaring back again For want of a bird The sky was lost For want of a nail A shoe was lost For want of a life A knife was lost For want of a toy A child was lost And misery's the river of the world Misery's the river of the world Everybody row, everybody row Misery's the river of the world Misery's the river of the world Misery's the river of the world Everybody row, everybody row Everybody row, everybody row Misery's the river of the world Misery's the river of the world Everybody row, everybody row Everybody row, everybody row Everybody row Misery's the river of the world Misery's the river of the world Misery's the river of the world Misery's the river of the world Everybody row, everybody row Everybody row Mourning Beloveth - The Weeping Song Go son, go down to the water And see the women weeping there Then go up into the mountains The men, they are weeping too. Father, why are all the women weeping? They all are weeping for their men Then why are all the men there weeping? They are weeping back at them. This is a weeping song A song in which to weep While all the men and women sleep. This is a weeping song But I won't be weeping long. Father why are all the children weeping? They are merely crying son. O, are they merely crying father? Yes, true weeping is yet to come. This is a weeping song A song in which to weep While all the little children sleep. This is a weeping song But I won't be weeping long. O father tell me are you weeping? Your face seems wet to touch. O then I'm so sorry father I never thought I hurt you so much. This is a weeping song A song in which to weep While we rock ourselves to sleep. This is a weeping song But I won't be weeping long No. I won't be weeping long