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Red River Valley

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

The Letter Edged in Black

I was standing by my window yesterday morning
Without a throught of worry or a care
When I saw the postman swinging up the pathway
With such a cherry smile and jaunty air

He rang the bell and whistled while he waited
And then he said good morning to you Jack
But he little knew the sorrow he had brought me
When he handed me a letter edged in black

With a trebling hand I took the letter from him
I broke the seal and this is what it said
Come home my boy your poor old father wants you
Come home my boy your dear old mothers dead

The last words your mother ever spoke were
Tell my boy I want him to come back
My eyes are blurred my poor old heart is breaking
As Im writing you this letter edged in black

Those angry words I wish I had never spoken
You know I did not mean them don’t you Jack
May the Angels carry with them am asking
Your forgiveness in this letter edged in black

I bow my head in silence and in sorrow
The sunshine of my life it all has fled
Since the postman brought that letter yesterday morning
Stayin come home my boy your dear old mothers dead

Wreck of the Number 9

On a cold winter night
Not a star was in sight
And the north wind came howling down the line
With his sweetheart so dear
Stood a brave engineer
With his orders to pull out No 9

She kissed him good-bye
With a tear in her eye
And the joy in his heart he could not hide
For the whole world seemed bright
When she told him that night
That tomorrow she would be his blushing bride

The wheels hummed a song
As the train rolled along
And the black smoke came pouring from the stack
The headlight a gleem
Seemed to brighten his dream
Of tomorrow when he’d be coming back

He sped round the hill
and his brave heart stood still
For a headlight was beaming in his face
And he murmered a prayer
As he threw on the air
For he knew that he had ran his final race

In the wreck he was found
Lying there on the ground
And he asked them to raise his weary head
As his breath slowly went
This message he sent
To the maiden who thought she would be wed

There’s a little white home
That I bought for our own
Where I dreamed we would be happy by and by
But I leave it to you
For I know that you’ll be true
Till we meet at the golden gate Go0d-Bye

The Little Rosewood Casket

In a little rosewood casket
That is resting on a stand
There’s a package of love letters
Written by a cherished hand
Will you please go bring them sister
Read them o’er to me tonight
For Ive often tried but could not
Falling tears would blind my sight

In a little rosewood casket
That is resting on a stand
There’s a package of love letters
Written by my true loves hand

Come up closer to me sister
Let me lean upon your breast
For the tide of life is ebbing
And I fair would be at rest
Bring the letters he has written
He whos voice I’ve often heard
Read them over love distinctly
For I cherish every word

Tell him sister when you see him
That I never ceased to love
That I dying prayed to meet him
In a better world above
Tell him that I was supported
Ne’er a word of censure spoke
But his silence and his absense
This poor heart has well nigh broke

Tell him that I watched his coming
When the noontide sun was high
And at even when the angels set
Their starlights in the sky
But when at last I saw he came not
Tell him that I didn’t chide
But I spoke in love about him
And I blessed him when I died

When at last in deaths white garments
You have wrapped my form around
And you lay me down to slumber
In the quiet church yard ground
Place the letters and the picture
Close beside my pulseless heart
We for years have been together
And in death we will not part

I am ready now dear sister
Read the dear old letters o’er
I will listen as to music
Eve I reach that golden shore
And if ere you have all finished
I should calmly fall asleep
Fall asleep to wake in Heaven
Dearest sister do not weep

The Little Black Moustache

I met a charming boy one day
He love me dear as life
I thought the time would sure come
When I would be his wife
When I would be his wife
When I would be his wife
I thought the time would sure come
When I would be his wife

He called on me one rainy night
He stayed till almost three
He said he never loved a girl
As much as he loved me
As much as he loved me
As much as he loved me
He said he never loved a girl
As much as he loved me

He had money in the bank
And oh! he cut a dash
A diamond ring a watch and chain
A little black moustache
A little black moustache
A little black moustache
She had false teeth and false hair too
And forty five years old

And now they live next door to me
In a spacious mansion old
She married for that black moustache
He married for her gold
He married for her gold
He married for her gold
She married for that black moustache
He married for her gold

Now ladies please take my advice
Don’t ever be so rash
Just let these stylish chaps alone
With their little black moustache
Their little black moustache
Their little black moustache
Just let these stylish chaps alone
And their little black moustache

The Butcher’s Boy

In London City where I did dwell
A butcher’s boy I loved so well
He courted me my life away
And with me then he would not stay

I went up stairs to go to bed
And nothing to my mother said
But mother said your acting queer
What is the trouble my daughter dear

Oh mother dear you need not know
The pain and sorrow grief and woe
Give me a chair and set me down
With pen and ink to write words down

Oh dig my grave both wide and deep
And place a marble at my feet
Upon my breast a snow white dove
To show the world that I died for love

And when her father first came home
Where is my girl where has she gone
He went upstairs the door he broke
And found her hanging to a rope

He took his knife and cut her down
And in her bosom these words he found
A silly girl am I you know
To hang myself for the butchers boy

The Irishman’s Shanty

Did ye’s ever go into an Irishman’s shanty
Oh boys that’s the place where whiskey is plenty
Wid his pipe in his mouth there sits Paddy so free
No king in his palace is prouder than he

There’s a three-legged stool wid a table to match
And the door of the shanty is locked wid a latch
There’s a note feather mattress all bustin wid straw
For the want of a bed stead it lies on the floor

There’s a smug little bureau with out paint or gilt
Made of boards that were left when the shanty was built
There’s a three-cornered mirror that hangs on the wall
But ne’re a face has been in it at all

He has a pig in the sty and a cow in the stable
And he feeds them on scraps that is left from the table
They’d starve if confined so they roam at their ease [aiase]
And cam into the shanty whenever they plaise

He has three rooms in one kitchen bedroom and hall
And his [chist] it is three wooden pegs on the wall
Two suits of old clothes make his wardrobe complete
One to wear in the shanty the same on the street

There is one who partakes of his sorrows and joys
Attends to the shanty the girls and the boys
The kids he thinks more of their gold thats refined
But Biddy’s the jewel that’s set in his mind

When The Roses Bloom For the Bootlegger

I was going down the river to my little cottage home
The revenue men were waiting there for me
I was comin up the hill when they caught me with the still
I’ll be with you when the roses bloom again

When the roses bloom again beside the river
And the robin red breast sings his melody
With the revenue [ment act] west I’ll have a little rest
I’ll be with you when the roses bloom again

When the roses bloom again beside the river
And the revenue men have all gone to rest
For my heart will fill with cheer for I know I’ll get the beer
I’ll be with you when the roses bloom again

They took me to the jailhouse to serve my ninety days
And now Im on a County road to stay
I was feeling very friskey but they caught me with the whiskey
I’ll be with you when the roses bloom again

When the roses bloom again beside the river
And the robin red breast sings his melody
As they caught me with the wine I’ll be with you pal of mine
I’ll be with you when the roses bloom again

Answer to Twenty-One Years

She wrote him this letter all covered with tears
And it is her answer to Twenty One Years

Six months have gone by love the good doctor said
For six weary months Ive been sick in bed
My poor heart it is in agony
The drug store has nothing can help what ails me

They tell me your bitter cause I didnt write
But my brain is all fevered and dark is the night
So you’ll understand why I didn’t write you
The Master in Heaven knew what Ive been through

The judge said stand up said dry up your tears
And sent you to Nashville for twenty One years
As we stood embracing they tore us apart
But they’ll never tear you from out of my heart

They shackled your arms love they shackled your feet
But they never can shackle a love that is sweet
The angels all know love that you’ll always be mine
And I’ll still be waiting though its a long time

I went to the Governor got down on my knees
And said Mr Governor won’t you listen please
I begged for a pardon through heart blinding tears
And all I remember was twenty one years

They sent you to prison behind those iron bars
When I get my strength back I’ll come where you are
I’ll stand by those high walls and shout through my tears
That I will want for you dear for twenty one years

So this is her letter all covered with tears
And it is her answer to twenty one years

The Little Mohee

As I was a walking

For pleasure one day
I craved recreation
As the day passed away
I sat me down musing
Alone on the grass
When who should come by me
But a young Indian lass

She came and sat by me
And taking my hand
Said “You look like a stranger
Not one of our hand
But if you will rise sir
And wander with me
I’ll teach you the language
Of the little Mohee

Says I No fair maidens
That never can be
For I have a sweetheart
In my own countree
And I’ll not forsake her
For I know she loves me
And is just as faithful
As the little Mohee

She said when you return sir
To the land that you know
Remember the land
where the coconuts grow
And the last time I saw her
She was out on the sand
As my ship sailed out past her
She waved me her hand
And Now I am landed
On my own native shore
With friend and relations
All around me once more
but of all who surround me
Theres none I can see
Who really compares
With my little Mohee

And the girl I had trusted
Proved untrue to me
so I said I’ll turn backward
Across teh blue sea
I’ll set my course outward
And away I will flee
Spend the rest of my days
With my little Mohee