Collected by: Mary C. Parler Sung by: William Eden
Transcribed by: Anne Connaughton
Monte Ne, Ark.
April 14, ,1960
Reel 393, Item 8
Pretty Fair Maid
There was a fair maid in yonder's garden;
A jolly young soldier came riding by,
Saying, Pretty Miss, will you have a soldier?
Oh no, kind Sir, it was the reply.
I have a true love gone into the war,
It's four long years has been gone from me,
And if he's gone yet four years longer,
No man on earth can marry me.
Perhaps your true love have drownded,
Or in some battle is slain,
Perhaps he's come cross,
Some fair girl and married.
If he is drownded I hope he is happy,
Or in some battle and slain,
And if he's come cross some fair girl married,
I love that girl that married him.
He ran his hand into his pocket,
His fingers drew both light and small,
He drew out the rings that were between them,
And at his feet both she did fall.
He picked her up in his arms and kisses her,
He kissed her one, yes, two,three,
Saying, pretty fain maid, I am your soldier,
Returning home to marry thee.
He held up in his arms and kissed her,
He kissed her one, yes, two, three, four,
Saying, pretty fair maid, I am the soldier,
Returning home to go no more.
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