Collected for M.C. Parler Collected and transcribed by Sara Jo Fendley
Mt. View, Ark; Jan.4, 1964 sung by Raymond Sanders accompanied by Doc Hollister on the guitar. Learned from his aunt, Ida Long, about 1906.
Reel 419, Item 2
It was one starlet evening, when we went out to war"
down by a beautiful garden, there we sat down to talk
he threw his arms around my waist, and he kissed me o'er and o'er
saying Molly dearest Molly, in the valley we'll meet no more
I cried and I lamented, the grief I could not tell since willie'b gone and left me here, in the lonely land to dwell
since willie's gone and left me here,in the lonely land to mourn
Now think of lovely Willie, in the valley we'll meet no more
While Molly was approaching,she heard somebody say go send for my little Molly, and that without delay
go send for my little Molly, and tell her to some soon
for the angels waits in heaven, to welcome Willie home
The messenger went for her, and on her bedside lie says Molly oh Molly, your sweetheart's bound to die he told me to come for you, and tell you to come soon for the angels waits in heaven, to welcome Willie home
When Molly heard those tithings, then Molly she fell dead these was the dying words, and the very last words she said go send for my old mother, and tell her to come soon for the angels waits in heaven, to welcome Molly home
Oh now my story's ended, to you the truth I've told In yonder's fair graveyard, two true lovers lies cold come all you jolly sweethearts, and pass the graveyard by and think of lovely Molly, for Willie's sake she died
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