Collected by Parler and O'Bryant
Mr. Otis Bird Marshall, Ark June 26, 1958
Reel 358, Item 5
Eighteen or Nineteen Years Old
As I were out walking down by the sea shore,
I met a fair maiden, she sure did look grand,
Well, her eyes were like diamonds, her hair shone like gold, She appeared to be eighteen or nineteen years old.
Her fingers would twinkle like bells on the doors,
Her nose upturned, not very much more,
But when we was married, our wedding day I knowed,
I'd married a young lady just eighteen years old.
It's when we started for our rest,
My love she'd wait for the change of her dress,
the fingers, she just counted three,
She took iff her cork leg just up to her knee.
A boxful of powders my love did unfold,
She appeared to be eighteen or nineteen years old,
She rubbed on her pale face a box full of paint
When she took out her false teeth I thought I would faint.
Out on the carpet her glass eye did roll,
She appeared to be eighteen or noneteen years old,
When she took off her false wigs her bald head did show,
I'd married an old woman just ninety years old.
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