Collected by Me r lin Mitchell
Transcribed by Kyle Perrin
Reel 26
I t em 10
Mrs. Troy High
High, Ark.
March 17, 1950
The Blue-Eyed S a ilo r
Once I loved a blue-eyed s a i lo r ,
Always thought the world of him,
Until there came a dark-eyed maiden,
And he cared no more fo r me.
Go and leave me i f you wish to ,
Never le t me cross your mind,
Don't wring your heart i f you love another,
Go and leave me, I don't mind.
Take th is ring from o ff my fin g e r,
Give i t to my only son,
Never t e l l him of his mother,
Or of the wrong that she has done.
When I'm dead and in my c o ffin ,
As my body's cold as clay,
Won't you come and k is s the death v e il
Of the g i r l you led. a stray .
