Collected and transcribed by Mary Celestia Parler
Sung by Mrs. Pearl Brewer Pocahontas, Arkansas August 28, 1958
Reel 295, Item 1
A Pretty Fair Maid in the Garden
A pretty fair maid out in her garden,
A gay young soldier came passing by,
Saying, Pretty fair maid, would you marry a stranger? She answered him and with this reply:
I have a true love on the ocean,
For seven long years he's been at sea,
And if he's gone for seven years longer,
No man on earth shall marry me.
He drew his hand out from his pocket,
And on his fingers, slim and small,
He showed her a ring that she had gave him,
Straight down before him she did fall.
He picked her up all in his arms,
And kisses gave her, one-two-three,
Saying, Pretty fair maid, I am your soldier,
I've come back home to marry thee.
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