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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

Give My Love to Nellie Jack

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

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)

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 countedĀ 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

Return of the Red River Valley

picture-071To this valley they say your returnting
We shall greet your bright eyes and sweet smile
For your bringing us back all the sunshine
That will brighten our lives for awhile

Then come sit by my side if you love me
Never more will you bid me adiu
Never more are you leaving this valley
And the cowboy that loved you so true

For a long time my darling Ive waited
For teh courage my love for to tell
Oh the joy and the thrill that it gave me
When I learned that you loved me so well

Will you share with me all of my sorrow
Will you share in my joy and my pain
Will you share in the clouds and the sunshine
And I’ll love you again and again

Then I will promise you darling
Forever to be faithful and true
And my liveĀ it will be yours forever
For I have no one darling but you

Let the past with its sorrows be vanquished
By a future of joy and peace
As you rest in the arms of your cowboy
Where devotion will never more cease

Never yet has there been such a longing
In the heart of this poor cowboys breast
As I sit all alone in my cabin
And I think of the girl I love best

In A Garden In Paradise

In a garden in Paradise
Thats where my dreams come true
Happiness lingers in every place
And chases away the blues
I am dreaming always of you
All the day through loving and true
I am dreaming of a garden in Paradise

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 Prisoners Sweetheart

While the walls of the prisons around you
And your heart feeling sorrow and pain
There is one who is waiting and praying
For the day when you’ll come back again

Once again we will walk in the moonlight
And the sorrows of past we’ll forget
That the world thinks of all that was never
Who force somebody [you’ve] paid your steed

It was five years ago that you left me
From my hand where they stole you away
Father Clive take your spear from my memory
When the blue skies have all turned gray

On the day when the iron gates open
And the sun shines on you once again
To your arms I will fly and forever
There well be from all sorrow and pain

When Its Spring Time in The Rockies

The twilight shadows deepn into night dear
The city lights are gleaming on the snow
I sit alone beside the dreary fire dear
Im dreaming dreams from out the long ago
I fancy it is springtime in the mountains
The flowers with their colors are aflame
And every day I hear you softly singing
I’ll wait until the springtime comes again

When its springtime in the Rockies
I am coming back to you
Little Sweetheart of the mountains
With your bonny eyes of blue
Once again I’ll say I love you
While the birds sing all the day
When it’s springtime in the Rockies
In the Rockies far away

Ive kept your image guarded in my heart dear
I’ve kept my love for you as pure as dew
Im longing for the time when I shall come dear
Back to that dear old Western home and you
I fancy its springtime in the mounains
The maple leaves in first sky green appear
I hear you softly say my Queen of May time
This springtime you have come to meet me here