Sung by Mrs. Alma Allen
June 12, 1960 Reel 373 Item 10
Collected by Jim Bob Wheeler For M.C. Parler Transcribed by Linda Humphrey
The True Young Maid
A young maid all in the garden,
A young soldier she chanced to meet,
He stepped up, proposed a bargain,
Asking her his bride to be.
Oh, no, kind sir, you are too hasty; You're not the one I wish to see,
So don't impose on a fair young maiden By asking her your bride to be.
I have a true love all in the army;
He has been gone for four long years,
And if he's gone for seven longer,
No other man will dry my tears.
He raised his hands and thus he lingered; What his feelings were no one can tell,
A golden ring upon his finger,
And suddenly to his feet she fell.The True Young Maid continued
He raised her up like a kind brother, The kisses he gave her one, two, three; I am your own true hearted lover, Returned home to marry thee.
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