Collected by Ronald Scheuerman
and Bob Edmisten
For M. C. Parler
Transcribed by Ronald Scheuerman
Sung by Mrs. Stella Evans Huntsville, Arkansas 20 December 1959
and Mary Bradley
Reel 323, Item 8
She Was Happy Till She Met You
On a morning bright and clear When a young wife went away
From a husband who had wrung her heart with pain
On the table lay a note
These the simple words she wrote
Good Bye, I hope we never meet again.
To her mother she returned
The Joy of which she often yearned
For all her love for him had fled away
There he sought her out at last
With repentance for the past
And her mother met him at the door and said,
Chorus:
She was happy till she met you And the fault is all your own If she wishes to forget you Will you please leave her alone.
She has come to her old mother Just because there is no other She'll be happy in her old sweet home.
I have come to say Good Bye
Said the husband with a sigh
Just let me take her to my heart again
But the mother answered no
As she sadly turned away
And once again to him she firmly said,
Chorus.
(34)