Collected by Mary C. Parler Nancy Philley
(Collected in Fayetteville, Ark.) June 2, 1959
Reel 310, Item 8
Edgar and Ellen
One eve as the moon shone brightly,
And softly fell the dew,
There in a lonely cottage,
A jealous quarrel grew
Said he to a fair young Ellen "Won't you come and roam with me."
''We'll watch and wait and wander Until our wedding day."
Said she to a handsome Edgar,
I care not for to roam,
For roaming is so lonesome,
Please Edgar take me home.
In silence, there he kissed her,
He pressed her to his heart,
Oh Ellen, Ellen my darling;
'Tis sad but we must part
Then she knelt down beside him And asked him to spare her life,
When into her fair young bosom,
He plunged a dagger knife.
Oh Edgar I'll forgive you,
Although this be my last breath,
I never will deceive you,
Till I close my eyes in death.
Down in a shady valley,
Down where the violets bloom,
There lies a fair you maiden Sleeping in her tomb.
We know not how she suffered,
We know not how she moaned,
But we know these words were spoken Please Edgar, take me home.
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