Mary Celestia Parler;
November 5, 1954
Reel 213, Item 9
("I'm going now to sing 'Floyd Eddings,' and as
I understand this song, in 18 and 88 Floyd Eddings was
put in jail for stealing a suit of clothes. He had a
girl he wanted to go see and it seems he couldn't see
her the way he looked, so he thought he'd dike up.
And he stole a suit of clothes and they caught him and
put him in jail, and the jail-house burned down. I
believe in 1888, the way I heard it. I'm not quite
that old. And my grandfather was teaching school in near
where old Charleston was, or maybe at the place, during
the 90's sometime, and when he came back, it's my understanding
that he brought this song back with him. Anyhow,
I heard him sing it...and the boys always used to
sing this song when I was a kid when they would be riding
horseback to dances. Oh, I think it was interesting to
note that when I sung this song at Eureka Springs at the
folk festival, Mr. Fred High, God bless his old heart,
came round and told me that I had it wrong and that I
ought to buy one of his books and learn it right...")
My name is Floyd Eddings,
I'm the son of Old Doc,
It is true he disowns me
But I'm one of his flock.
I was needing some money
And work was so low,
So off to old Charleston
A-robbing I go.
Oh, they came and handcuffed me
And took me to jail,
No one to befriend me
Or go on my bail.
Oh, I sent for my father
And I thought it was well,
But he never came a-nigh me
And I wished he's in hell.
Reel 213, Item 9, con't.
Oh, the jury found me guilty
And the clerk wrote it down,
So it's off to Green Forest
To the jailhouse I'm bound.
The jailhouse caught on fire
And I hollered for help,
But they never came a-nigh me
Till the jailhouse burnt down.
Oh, they dug in the ashes
With my blood on their souls,
All they found was my liver
In a bed of hot coals.
So before you go a-robbing
Just remember the tale
That was told of Floyd Eddings
And the Green Forest jail.
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