Sung by: Girls’ Trio
Recorded at the Mountain Home Festival, Mountain Home, AR 6/15/63

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On a wagon bound for market
There’s calf with a mournful eye.
High above him there’s a swallow
Winging swiftly through the sky.

Chorus: How the winds are laughing;
They laugh with all their might,
Laugh and laugh the whole day through,
And half the summer’s night.
Dona, dona, dona, dona,
Dona, dona, dona, don,
Dona, dona, dona, dona,
Dona, dona, dona, don.

“Stop complaining,” said the farmer,
“Who told you a calf to be?
Why don’t you have wings to fly with
Like the swallow so proud and free?”


Calves are evilly bound and slaughtered,
Never knowing the reason why.
. . . measures freedom,
Like the swallow has learned to fly.


All Songs Recorded by John Quincy Wolf, Jr., unless otherwise noted

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Lyon College, Batesville, Arkansas
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