Reel 427, Item 2
Collected by Hubert Charles Peterson For M.C.Parler
They say dear Papa that tonight You'll wed another bride,
That you will clasp her in your arms Where my dear Mama died.
That she will lean her graceful head Upon your loving breast.
Where she who now lies low in death In her last hours did rest.
They say her name is Mary, too,
The name my Mother bore,
And Papa is she kind and true
Like the one you loved before?
And are her steps so soft and low,
Her voice so sweet and mild,
And Papa will she love me too,
Your blind and helpless child?
Her picture is hanging on the wall,
Her Bible lying near. And there's the harp
Her fingers touched. And there's her vacant chair,
The chair whereby I used to kneel to say my evening's prayer.
Dear Papa it would break my heart if I could not greet her there.
Then as he turned to leave the room One joyful cry was given
He turned and caught the last sweet smile.
His blind child was in Heaven.
They buried her by her Mother's side,
And raised a marble fair,
On it inscribed those simple words,
"There'll be no blind ones there".
Sung by Fleecy Fox, accompanied by Benson Fox on the banjo.
Leslie, Arkansas December 20, 1962.
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