Collected by Jim Bob Wheeler and James Leonard
For M.C. Parler
Transcribed by Linda Humphrey
Sung by Mrs. Mary Faultz and Mrs. Phidela Hogan
Fayetteville, Ark. July 16, 1960 Reel 378 Item 5
The Frozen Girl
Young Charlotte lived on a mountain side In a cold and dreary place,
Without a house for five miles round Except her father's hall.
In a village sixteen miles away There was a merry ball that night, Although the wind was freezing cold,
Her heart was warm and light.
0 daughter dear, the mother said,
This blanket around you throw,
For o, the wind is freezing cold And you'll catch your death of cold.
Oh Mother dear, the daughter cried,
And she laughed like a gypsy queen,
To ride in a blanket muffled up
I never should be seen.The Frozen Girl continued
Oh, no, my cloak is warm enough,
You know it is lined throughout,
And I have besides my sliken scarf To bind my neck about.
Into the sleigh she quickly sprang And away they sped so fast?
Young Charles ne're thought as he tucked her in This ride would be her last.
What a night, cried Charles, I never knew,
These reins I scarce can hold?
She replied in a low and frozen tone,
I am exceedingly cold.
He cracked his whip, he urged his steed Still faster than before Through five more miles of dreary cold In silence they did go.
How fast, cried Charles
The frozen snow is gathering on your brow?
She replied in a low and trembling tone,
I'm growing warmer now.The Frozen Girl continued
At last they arrived at the lighted hall;
The people gathered around;
Young Charles stretched forth his arms to help Pretty Charlotte to the ground.
She made no move, she made no sound;
Young Charles excited grew;
Why sit ye there like a monument That has no power to move.
He chaffed her hands; he smoothed her cheeks, He kissed her marble brow,
And his thoughts went hack to where she said, I'm growing warmer now.
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