Collected by Sue Jackson For M.C. Parler Transcribed by Linda Humphrey
Mrs. Pearl Brewer Raveden Springs, Ark. Feb. 23, 1964
Reel 431 Item 1
Little Mattie Groves
Lord Arnold went on a business trip And left his wife at home.
She went to a party that very night,
But she did not go alone.
Go home with me, my little Mattie Groves,
Go home with me tonight.
There's two gold rings on your right hand,
And you're Lord Arnold's wife.
Lord Arnold's gone on a business trip,
You know that very well.
There's no one there for to hear,
And there's no one there to tell.
Little Footie Page was standing by;
Lord Arnold was his chum.
He turned around and left the place,
He taken to his heels and run.
He run and run till he reached the broad water side; He fell upon his breast and swum.
He swum and swum till he reached dry land,
Then he taken to his heels and run.
He run up to Lord Arnold's side,
And A busy man he was,
Said Little Mattie Grove's gone home with pour wife, And a bed fellow he shall be.
If this be true my little Footie Page,
Those new you come tell unto me,
I have one daughter in this wide world,
And a married man you shall be.
But if this be a lie my little Footie Page,
Those newsyou come and tell unto me,
I will build me a scaffel ten feet high,
And a hanged man you Shall be.Little Mattie Groves (continued)
Lord Arnold rode to the big stone gate,
And there he blew his horn.
He always said no one's life would he take Till first he gave alarm.
Lord Arnold walked to his bedroom door; Mattie Groves was snug and warm,
Lying there beside of his wife He thought he was safe from harm.
Get up, get up, my Little Mattie Groves, And put your clothing on,
For it's not to be said when I am dead That I slew a man in bed.
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