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Birmingham Jail

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

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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

May I Sleep In Your Barn

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

The Dying Nun

Let the air blow in upon me
Let me see the midnight sky
Stand back sisters from around me
Oh it is so hard to die
Raise the pillow up dear Martha
Sister Martha you are kind
Come and stand just here beside me
Ere I leave you all behind

Hold my hand so cold and frozen
Once it was so softa and white
And the ring that falls down from it
Clasped my fingers round so tight
Little ring they thought so worthless
That they let me keep it there
Only a plain and golden circle
And A braid of Douglas hair

Oh my Father Oh my mother
Will you not forget the past
When you hear some stranger tell you
How your stray lamb died at last
Out of all that used to love me
Who will weep when I am dead
Only you dear sister Marthat
Keep the last watch by my bed

Sister Martha are you near me
You are kinder than the rest
Lift my head and let me lean it
While I live upon your breast
I am Coming Douglas coming
Where you are I’ll soon be there
Free at last I come my dearest
Death gives back your little Claire

Sister Martha Sister Martha
Has the moon gone down so soon
Oh this cell is cold as winter
Tho I know tis only June
Sister in your white bed lying
Sleeping in the June moonlight
Through your dreams there comes no message
Claire dies all alone tonight

The Little Old Log Cabin

Im getting old and feeble now I cannot work no more
Ive laid the rusty bladed hoe to rest
Ole massa, and ole miss’s am dead dey’re sleeping side by side
There spirits now are ravin with the blest
De Scene am changed about the place the darkies are all gone
I’ll neber hear dem singing in de cane
And Im de only one dats left with this old dog of mine
And de little old log cabin in de lane

De chimneys fallin down and de roof am cavin in
I ant got long around here to remain
But de angels watches ober me when I lay me down to sleep
In dat little ole log cabin in de lane

It was a happy to me twas many years ago
When de darkies used to gather round de door
When de used to dance and sing at night I played the old banjo
But alas I cannot play it anymore
De hinges dy got rusted and de door has tumbled down
And de roof lets in the sunshine and de rain
And de only friend ive got now is this good old dog of mine
In de little ole log cabin in de lane

De footpath now is covered o’er dat led us round de hill
And de fences are all going to decay
And de creek is all dried up where we used to go to mill
De time has turned its cause de odder way
But I an’t got long to stay here and what little time I got
I’ll try and be contented to remain
Till death shall call my dog and me to find a better home
Than dat little ole log cabin in de lane

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 Maple Leaf Forever

In days of your, from britains shore
Walfe the dauntless hero came
And planted firm Britannias flag
On Canada’s fair domain
Here may it wave our boast or pride
And join in love together
The thistle, Shamrock Rose Entwine
The Maple Leaf forever

The Maple Leaf our emblem dear
The Maple Leaf Forever
God save Our King and Heaven bless
The Maple Leaf forever

At Queenston Heights and Lundy’s lane
Our brave Fathers side by side
For freedom, homes, and lov’d ones dear
Firmly stood and bravely died
And those dear rights which they maintained
We swear to yeild them never
Our watchword ever more shall be
The Maple Leaf Forever

Lay My Head Beneath A Rose

Darling press me to your bosom
As you did in days of yore
Press your lips upon my forehead
Ere I reach that golden shore
Life is from me quickly fading
Soon I’ll be in sweet repose
When Im gone I ask this favor
Lay my head beneath a rose

Lay me where sweet flowers blossom
Where the dainty lilies grows
Where the pink and violet mingle
Lay my head beneath the rose

Darling first you said you loved me
When you gave your hand and heart
There were roses on your cheeks love
And we vowed we ne’er would part
One more kiss for I am going
Far byond all earthly woes
Let my grave be like your cheeks love
Covered with a red red rose

He has crossed the shadowed valley
Where the living water flows
Love has heard his last found pleadings
And he sleeps in sweet repose
Neath a grassy mound hes resting
Where the golden sunset glows
Love has answered all his pleadings
And he sleeps beneath a rose

The Engineers Child

A little child on a sick bed lay
And death seemed very near
She was the child, and the only child
Of a railroad engineer

His duty had called him from the ones he loved
From the home where lights were dimmed
Fears he shed to his wife he said
I’ll leave two lanterns trimmed

Just set a lantern in the window tonight
Se it where it can be seen
If my darling is dead show the red
If shes better then show the green

In the neat little cottage by the railroad track
Sat a Mother with watchful eye
Saw a gleam of hope in the little ones face
As the train went rushing by

When at last a glance was his only chance
The signal light he’d seen
Then on the midnight air there rose a prayer
Thank the Lord the light is green