Collected by M.C. Parler and Electa Smith Transcribed by Linda Humphrey
Sung by Bea Jones Rt.1, Springdale, Ark. Feb. 6, 1964
Reel 437 Item 5
Warren and Fuller
Ye citizens of Columbia
All gather at this place
While a sorrowful ditty I will tell.
It happened here of late
In old Indianna state, of two heroes
That none can excel.
Brave Fuller, he courted
The chosen of the fair
And intended to make her his wife,
And like a lily fair,
His heart she did ensnare,
And she robbed him of his honor And his life.
For the gold ring he gave her
As a token of his love
Bore flowers and the image of a dove;
They mutally agreed
To be married in speed
And vowed by all powers above.
But this fickle-minded maiden
Had again agreed to wed
Brave Warren, a-dwelling of this place.
And it was one fatal blow
That caused the whole sad overthrow
That ended in sorrow and disgrace.
For when Fuller came to know That he was deprived of his love That was vowed by all powers above,
With his heart full of woe Straight to Warren he did go,
And Smiling unto Warren he did say:
"Oh Warren, you have injured me;
To ratify the cause by reporting I have lost a handsome wife,
Acknowledge you have ruined me Or here I break the law,
For Warren I'll deprive you of your life."Item 5 (continued)
Then Warren said to Fuller,
"your request must be denied,
For my heart to your darling is bound;
And,Fuller, I do say,
I'll marry her today,
In spite of every hero in this town,"
Then Fuller in a passion of love
That knew no bounds
Did an act that caused many to sigh,
For with one fatal shot He killed Warron on the spot,
Then smiling, said, "I'm ready now to die."
Brave Fuller was condemned By an honorable court,
And in Lawrenceburg he was doomed to die;
And in a moanous death
To be hung above the earth
Like Haymen on the gallows so high.
The morning came that Brave Fuller was to die. He smiled and bid the earth adieu;
Like an angel he did stand,
For he was a handsome man;
On his breast he wore The red, white and blue.
This story of honor,
Of love and of strife
And through passion how two brave men
Lost their lives.
So gentlemen be cautious,
Beware and be wise, of vowing When you're courting for a wife.
For marriage is a lottery,
And there is few that gain a prize.
Though it's pleasing to the heart And to the eyes.
But those who never marry May well be called wise,
So ladies excuse me,----Goodnight.
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