Collected by: Douglas Haynie for Miss MC Parler
The wedding bells were ringing on one fair and moonlight night The church was decorated and ail was fair and bright A mother with her baby came and sought those lights aglow She thought of how those same bells chimed for her three years ago.
She asked the sextant would he please let them inside the door Just for the sake of baby too, protect him from the cold.
The wedding there the sextant said is for the rich and grand So with an eager watching crowd, outside you'll have to stand.
She begged the sextant one again to let her pass inside For baby's sake you may pass in the gray haired man replied.
Does anyone know reason why this couple should not wed Speak now o r forever hold your peace soon the preacher said.
I must object the lady cried with a voice so meek and mild The bridegroom is my husband sir, and this our little child. What proof have you the preacher asked, My infant she replied She raised the babe and knel t to pray, the little one had died.
The father died by his own hand before the break of day
He could not stand the sorrow and with his own life he paid.
Now no wedding feast was spread that night two graves were dug next day
One was for the little babe and in one the father lay.
This story often has been told by fireside warm and bright.
A bride, a groom, an outcast child, on a fatal wedding night.
Sang by: RK Moore
Benton, Arkansas November 26, 1960
Reel 384, Item 2
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