Old Tyme Songs

Appearance Order – Song Title Index

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OLD TYME SONGS

This is the order in which they appear in the content of the book. The songs are not numbered within the pages nor are the pages numbered. Numbers have been added for organizational purposes only. Round bracketed information indicates extra markings added to pieces while square brackets indicate words that were questionably illegible. These indicate dates as Frances Jackson, who signed and dated the front of the book December 31, 1928 married to become Frances Mary Montgomery in June of 1929 thus the initials FMM. These initials may but do not necessarily indicate original compositions.

Birmingham Jail
Eleven Cent Cotton
Chicago Exhibition
Wreck of the Old 94
Red River Valley
Give My Love to Nellie Jack
May I sleep in your Barn
Twenty One Years
Return of the Red River Valley
I’m A Garden In Paradise
The Dying Man
The Mystery of No.5
The Prisoner’s Sweetheart
Snow Deer
After The Ball
The Little Old Log Cabin
When It’s Spring Time in The Rockies
The Letter Edged In Black
The Wreck of Number 9
The Maple Leaf Forever
Lay My Head Beneath A Rose
I Had But Fifty Cents
My Old Pal
The Engineers Child
The Little Rosewood Casket
In The Baggage Coach Ahead
Don’t You Call Me Sweetheart
The Drunkards Dream
Poor Little Joe
Sweet Bunch of Daisies
The Little Red Caboose Behind The Train
If Brother Jack Were Here
The Little Old Church in The Valley
Oh Dem Golden Slippers
When The Moon Comes Over The Mountain
Down The River of Golden Dreams
A Gay Caballero
The Hazel Dell
The Little Black Moustache
– following song order diverges from the index numbers and content—
Little Marian Parker
Barbra Allen
Casey Jones
Silver Threads Among The Gold
The Butcher’s Boy
In The Shadow Of The Pines
When Its Lamp Lighting Time In The Valley
Love Me Now
Your As Welcome As The Flowers In May
Kentucky Moonshiner
Frankie and Johnny
Twenty One Years
When The Sun Goes Down Again
My Blue Ridge Mountain Home
Stern Old Bachelor
Laurena
When The Works All Done This Fall
Ninety-Nine Years
A Gangster’s Warning
If You See My Little Mountain Girl
The Irishman’s Shanty
Yodeling Cowboy
Cowboy’s Song
My Darling Nellie Gray
The Lane County Bachelor
True Blue Bill
When The Roses Bloom For the Bootlegger
Answer To Twenty One Years
Cowboy Jack
Overdue For Death
The Little Mohee
Will The Angels Play Their Harp For Me
Drunkard’s Dream
You And My Old Guitar
The Prisoner at the Bar
Im Alone Because I love You
The Wild And Wreckless Hobo
untitled
Wreck Of The Royal Palm
Cowboy Yodel
The Dying Cowboy
The Mansion of Aching Hearts
The Fatal Wedding
The Big Rock Candy Mountain
McCarthy’s Wedding (FMM)
I’ll Be With You When The Roses Bloom Again
The Tenderfoot
Blame It On To Poor Old Father
My Old Kentucky Home (FMM Dec 2^nd 1933)
Everybody Works But Father (FMM)
A Home On the Range
How Beautiful Heaven Must Be
The Spanish Cavalier
When The Bloom Is On The Sage
The Convict And The Rose
Till We Meet Again (FM)

Inside Cover Song Index

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An index of songs are numbered and listed in the inside cover of the book (pictured). These do not exactly match up with the actual order of the songs as displayed chronologically throughout this databasing.

SONGS

Birmingham Jail
Eleven Cent Cotton
Chicago Exhibition
Wreck of the Cold 94
Red River Valley
Give My Love to Nellie Jack
May I sleep in your Barn
Twenty One Years
Return of the Red River Valley
I’m A Garden In Paradise
The Dying Man
The Mystery of No.5
The Prisoner’s Sweetheart
Snow Deer
After The Ball
The Little Old Log Cabin
When It’s Spring Time in The Rockies
The Letter Edged In Black
The Wreck of Number 9
The Maple Leaf Forever
Lay My Head Beneath A Rose
I Had But Fifty Cents
My Old Pal
The Engineers Child
The Little Rosewood Casket
In The Baggage Coach Ahead
Don’t You Call Me Sweetheart
The Drunkards Dream
Poor Little Joe
Sweet Bunch of Daisies
The Little Red Caboose Behind The Train
If Brother Jack Were Here
The Little Old Church in The Valley
Oh Dem Golden Slippers
When The Moon Comes Over The Mountain
Down The River of Golden Dreams
A Gay Caballero
The Hazel Dell
The Little Black Moustache

————The Following Appear Out of Order in the Book—–

Love Me Now
Your as Welcome As The Flowers in May
Frankie + Johnnie
My Wild Irish Rose
The Prisoner’s Song
Strawberry Room
Fright Wreck of Altana
New – Twenty One Years
When The Sun Goes Down Again
Blue Ridge Mountain Home
Little Marrian Parker
Barbara Allen
Casey Jones
Silver Threads Among The Gold
The Butcher’s Boy
In The Shadow Of The Pines
When It’s Lamp Lighting Time
Stern Old Bachelor
Laurena
When The Works All Done This Fall
Ninety-Nine Years
Gangster’s Warning * (Appears as A Gangster’s Warning in book)
An Irishman’s Shanty
Yodelling Cowboy
Nellie Gray * ( Appears as My Darling Nellie Gray in book)
The Lane County Bachelor
True Blue Bill
When The Roses Bloom For The Bootlegger
Answer To Twenty One Years
Cowboy Jack
Overdue for Death
The Little Mohee
Will The Angels Play Their Harp * (Appears as Will The Angels Play Their Harp For Me in book)

Birmingham Jail

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Down on the Levee Levee so low
Late in the evening, hear the train blow
Hear the train blow love hear the train blow
Late in the evening hear the train blow

Roses love sunshine violets and you
Angels in heaven know I love you
Write me a letter send it by mail
Send it in care of Birmingham jail

Birmingham jail love Birmingham jail
Send it in care of Birmingham jail
Bessie my darling Bessie my dear
Bessie I love you goodness I do

Down in the meadow Down on my knee
Praying to heaven give my heart ease
God is the king love Pining for love
Kiss me once more love then I must go

Seven Cent Cotton Forty Cent Meat

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Seven cent cotton forty sent meat
How in the world can a poor man eat
Pray for the sunshine cause it will rain
Things getting worse drivin all insane
Built a nice barn painted it brown
Lightening came along and burnt it down
No use talkin any man’s beat with
Seven cent cotton and forty cent meat
Seven cent cotton a carload of tax
The loads too heavy for our poor backs
We got a set of farmers we all know well
But there’s something wrong sure as hell
We all work hard we groan and sweat
Now we plum ruined and a blowed up set
No use talkin any mans beat with
Seven cent cotton and forty cent meat

No corn in the cob no chicks in the yard
No meat in the smokehouse no tubs full of lard
No cream in the pitcher no honey in the mug
No butter on the table and no lasses in the jug
Things to eat are always high
Everyone is selling no one will buy
We quit kickin the faults not our own
We just can’t reap where we have sown
Seven cent cotton and forty cent meat
keep gettin thinner cause we don’t eat
Tried to raise peas tried to raise beans
All we can raise is turnip greens
Folks always sick paw mus cough
Aint had no sugar since Ma dropped off
No use talkin any man’s beat with
Seven cent cotton and forty cent meat

Seven cent cotton and forty cent meat
How in the world can a poor man eat
Flour up high cotton down low
how in the world can we raise the dough
Our clothes worn our shoes run down
Old slouch had with a hole in the crown
Back nearly broken Fingers all wore
Cotton goin down to rise no more
Seven cent cotton and forty cent meat
Feels like a chain is on our feet
poor gettin poorer all around here
Kids coming regular every year
Plant corn was a wet year
Plant wheat and it turned a corn year
No use talkin any man’s beat with
Seven cent cotton and forty cent meat

Seven cent cotton and forty cent meat
Who in the devil has got a chance
We cant buy clothes we cant buy meat
Got too much cotton not enough to eat
Can’t help each other what shall we do
I can’t solve the problem so its up to you
Seven cent cotton and forty cent hose
Guess we will have to do with out our clothes
Seven cent cotton and forty cent meat
how in the world can a poor man eat
Mules in the barn and crops laid by
The [cubo] plum empty and the cows gone dry
Well waters low nearly out of sight
Can’t take a bath on a Saturday night
No use talkin any mans beat with
11 cent cotton and 40 c meat

Chicago Exhibition

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One afternoon I thought I would go
To see the Great American show
Of which there was such a hallabou
Chicago Exhibition
I left a clerk to mind the store
A thing I had never done before
How long I would be I was not sure
But I thought it would take a week or more
So home i goes to my wife and I says
Business will take me away a few days
Tomorrow morning at six oclock
Im going to London (Landon?) to purchase stock
So call me at five for breakfast dear
And see my collars and shirts appear
Wrap them up so they will not crease
And pack them away in my new valise
When morning came it was pouring rain
I hustled around the cabin in vain
I tried to step on a passenger car
But I slipped and fell with an awful par
My new umbrella was knocked about
And turned completely inside out
But I wouldn’t a cared so much for that
If I hadn’t a tore my new silk hat
I also spoiled a suit of clothes
And tore the skin all of my nose
I fell in the mud on the broad of my back
My valise went flying across the truck
First it opened my collars and shirts
They went flying around the road in the dirt
When I got up I could hardly walk
But I managed to get down as far as the dock
The steamer was almost ready to go
In a minute or two the whistle blowed
I asked my ticket he answered No
Your not in a fit condition
Your a liar I roared as I jumped aboard
For Chicago Exhibition
And when I reached the famous fair
All kinds of people had gathered there
There was dutchmen with their sausage meat
And Italians playing out in the street
It was a dollar a piece for apple pies
They would do dam well for railraod ties
They had no fresh meat so they gave us a dish
Of slathery soup with turnip and fish
And after that great meal was done
I found that my watch and purse was gone
So up I jumped on the table quick
And I told the cashier that he would I thrash
If he didn’t immediately give me my cash
The table slipped and away I flew
And away went all the dishes too
A plate of soup my head went through
At Chicago Exhibition

** (Format leads to questions about this pieces status as song lyric)

The Wreck of the Old 97

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They gave him his orders
at Monroe Virginia
Saying Pete your away behind time
This is not 38 but its old 97
You must get her in Spencer on time

He turned around to his black greasy firemen
Saying shovel in a little more coal
And when we crais that wide Oak Mountain
You can watch old 97 roll

Its a mighty rough road from Linchheard to Danville
Its a line on a three mile grade
It was on that grade that he lost his average
And you see what a jump he made

He was going down grade making ninty miles an hr
When his whistle broke into a scream
He was found in the wreck with his hand on the throttle
And was scalded to death by the steam

Now ladies all you must take warning
And for this time now and all
never speak harsh words to your true love or husband
He may leave you and never return

Red River Valley

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Oh a long time you know Ive been waiting
For those words which you never did say
Now alas all my found hopes have vanished
For they tell me your going away
From this valley they say you are going
I shall miss your bright eyes and sweet smile
For you also take with you the sunshine
That has brightened my pathway the while

Then consider awhile ere you leve me
Do not hasten to bid me adieu
But remember the red river valley
And the maiden whose heart beats for you

Then remember the valley your leaving
How lonely and dreary it will be
and remember the heart you are grieving
And be true to your promise to me

When you go to your home by the ocean
May you never forget the sweet hours
That we spent in the red river valley
Nor the vows we exchanged mid its flowers

Oh there never could be such a longing
In the heart of a white maidens breast
As there is in this heart that is breaking
With love for the boy who came west

And the dark maidens prayer for her lover
To the spirit that rules o’er the world
Is that sunshine his pathway may cover
Leave his grief to the red river girl

Give My Love to Nellie Jack

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Three years ago since Jack and Joe
Set sail across the foam
Each vowed his fortune he would make
Before returning home
In one short year Jack gained his wealth
And home he did set sail
And just before they shook hands to part
Poor Joe could only say

Give my love to Nellie Jack
And kiss her once for me
The sweetest girl in all this world
Im sure you’ll say is she
Treat her kindly Jack old pal
And tell her I am well
His parting words were don’t forget
To give my love to Nell

Two years have past and Joe at last
had gained enough for life
And he set sail across the sea
To make sweet Nell his wife
but when he reached his nature shore
A friend to
When on his way he heard them say
That Jack and Nell were wed
He now regrets between sales and [frets]
That he had ever said

When on the street they chanced to meet
Said Joe you selfish elf
The next girl that I learn to love
I”ll kiss her for myself
But all is fair in love they say so since you’ve gone and wed
I’ll not be angry Jack old pal
Once again he said

May I Sleep In Your Barn

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The night it was dark and twas raning
When along came a tramp in the rain
He was making his way to some station
To catch out a long distance train

May I sleep in your barn tonight mister
It is cold lying out on the ground
and the cold north wind it is whistling
And I have no place to lie down

I have no tobacco nor matches
And Im sure that I’ll do you no harm
I will tell you my story kind mister
For it runs through my heart like a storm

It was three years ago last summer
I shall never forget that sad day
When a stranger came out from the city
And said that he wanted to stay

One day as I came home from my workshop
I was whistling and singing with joy
I expected a kind hearted welcome
From my sweet loving wife and my boy

But what should I find but a letter
It was placed in the room on the stand
And the moment my eyes fell upon it
I picked it right up in my hand

And this note said my wife and the strange
Had left and had taken my son
Oh I wonder if God up in Heaven
Only knows what that stranger has done

Twenty One Years (version 1)

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The judge said stand up boy
And dry up your tears
Your sentenced to Nashville
For twenty one years
So kiss me goodbye Babe
And say you’ll be mine
For twenty one years
Is a Mighty long time

The steam from the whistle
The smoke from the stack
I know you’ll be true blue
Until I come back
So hold up your head Babe
and dry up your eyes
For best friends must part Babe
So must you and I

Go get me the Govenor
God bless your sweet soul
If you can’t get a pardon
Then get a parole
If I had the Govenor
Where the Govenor has me
Before next Tuesday morning
The Govenor would be free

Six months have gone by Babe
And I wish I were dead
for this dirty old jailhouse
Has a floor for a bed
Its raining its hailing
The moon gives no light
Oh darling please tell me
Why you never write

Ive counted the days Babe
Ive counted the nights
Ive counted the noontimes
And Ive counted them right
Ive counted the moments
And Ive counted the stars
And Ive counted a million
Of these prison bars

I counted on you Babe
To give me a break
You seem to forget Babe
Im here for your sake
For you know who is guilty
And you know it too well
But I will rot in this jailhouse
Before I would tell

Now all you young fellows
With hearts brave and true
Don’t believe in a woman
You’ll grive if you do
Don’t trust any woman
No matter how kind
For twenty one years
Is a mighty long time