Collected and transcribed by Sung by Mrs. Allie Long Parker
Mary Celestia Parler Hog Scald Holler, Arkansas
April 7, 1958
Reel 300, Item 3
Ye Sons of Columbia (Fuller and Warren)
Ye sons of Columbia, you attention I will call,
To a sorrowful story I will tell,
It happened here of late, in the Indiana state,
Of a hero there's none can excell.
Like Samson he courted the choice of the fair,
With intentions of making her his wife,
But fatal was the blow, for it proved his overthrow.
It cost him his honor and his life.
A golden ring he gave her, a token of his love,
And on it was the image of a dove,
They essentailly agreed to get married be (?) with speed And was promised by the powers above.
This fickle-hearted maid, she again agreed to wed,
Young Warren who lived in this place,
Like Delielia the fair, he his heart she did ensnare,
Which proved to his shame and disgrace.
When young Fuller he did hear he's deprived of his dear,
For his heart with his darling was bound,
With his heart full or woe unto Warren he did go,
Assembling unto Warren he said,
"Young man, you have injured me to gratify your cause (call?) By report you have left a prudent wife,
Acknowledge you have wronged me, although I'll break the law, 0 Warren, I'll deprive you of your life."
Young Warren did reply, "Your request must be denied,
For my heart with your darling is bound,
And further I can say that this is our wedding day In spite of all the heroes in the town."
Young Fuller in a passion of live and anger bound,
Which, alas, caused many for to cry,
(Cont'd)Ye Sons of Columbia Reel 300, Item 3 Continued
With one fatal shot he killed Warren on the spot,
Smiling, "Lord, now I'm willing for to die."
Young Fuller was condemned by the honor'ble court Of Laurenceburg and Darby for to die,
The ignominious death for to swing above the earth,
For to swing on the gallows so high.
Ten thousand or more spectators that smote upon their breast,
And the guard dropped a tear from their eye,
Saying, "Cursed be to she who has caused this misery Would to God in his stead she had to die."
But there's one consolation that will have to be remembered, While the gallows hung twining o'er his head,
He believed and was babtised and from sin he was set free,
And his spirit to glory did fly.
The time did draw nigh when Young Fuller had to die,
With a smile he bid the audience adieu,
Like an angel he did stand for he was a handsome man On his breast he wore ribbons of blue.
Of all the ancient history that we can understand,
The scripture we are bound to believe,
That women were essentially the downfall of men As Adam was beguiled by Eve.
So marriage is but a lottery and few that gain the prize,
It's pleasing to the ear and to the eye,
And those that never marry are well to be called wise,
So, ladies and gentlemen, goodby.
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