Collected by Mary C. Parler
Mrs. Anna M. Pearcy Greenwood, Ark.
Oct. 18, 1958
Reel 313, Item 3
Meet Me Tonight
I am sinking for someone to love me,
Someone to call me their own Someone to live with me forever I am tired of living alone.
Meet me tonight, 0 love, meet me Meet me by the moonlight alone For I have a sad story to tell you And it must be told by moonlight alone.
I know that your parents don’t like me For they driven me away from your door If I had my time to go over I’d never go back any more.
I went to see you last Sunday Your house was bound in steel,
The cold iron bars all around you And your bed and pillows were stone.
I have a ship on the ocean All lined in silver and gold And before my Darling shall suffer That ship will be anchored and sold.
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