Collected by Eula Worley
Sung by Dillard Reeves Huntsville, Arkansas July 29, 1959
and Vada Reeves For Mary Celestia Parler Transcribed by Eula Worley
and Vada Reeves
Reel 293, Item 4
The Blind Girl
They tell me papa that tonight You wed another bride,
That you'll clasp her in your arms Where my dear mamma died.
They say her name is Mary, too The name my mamma bore,
Oh, tell me is she kind and true,
Like the one you loved before.
And is her step so soft and low,
Her voice so still and mild
And do you think that she will love me
Your blind and helpless child.
Please father do not bid me come To meet your new made bride I could not meet her in the room Where my dear mamma died.
Her picture hanging on the wall Her Bible lying near
And there's the harp her fingers touched, And there's her vacant chair.
The chair where by I've often knelt,
To say my evening prayer.
Oh, pappa it would break my heart,
I could not meet her there.
I love you but I long to go
To yon bright world so fair
So fair where God is true, and
I'm sure there'll be no blind ones there.
Now let me kneel down by your side,
And to our savior pray,
(Cont'd)The Blind Girl Reel 293, Item 4 Continued
That God's right hand will shield you both Through life's long dreary way.
My prayers are ended now, dear papa I'm tired now, she said,
He picked her up all in his arms And laid her on the bed.
And as he turned to leave the room,
A joyful cry was given,
He turned to catch the last sweet smile,
His blind child was in Heaven.
They laid her by her mamma's side And raised a marble fair,
And on inscribed these simple words,
There'll be no blind ones there.
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