Coll. by Max Hunter Dubbed by M.C. Parler
Mrs. George Ripley Milford, Mo.
Dec. 14, 1959
Reel 348, Item 4
'Twas on one summer's evening,
The grass was wet with dew,
When to a lonelie cottage A jealous lover drew.
Says he to fair Ellen,
In a kind and loving way, Let's go walk and talk together About our wedding day.
Oh, Edward, I am weary,
I do not care to roam,
My footsteps would grow dreary,
Oh, Edward, take me home.
You horrid, cruel villain,
Don't draw that knife on me,
You know not half the danger That act impels on me.
Oh, Edward, I forgive you,
Have I not played love's true part?
He smiled and pressed her closer To his young and cruel heart.
Down by the flowing river,
Where the dark-green willows weep, Where the leafy branches quiver, There's where fair Ellen sleeps.
Every morning a lonely stranger Comes and lingers near the earth,
For it is fair Ellen's lover,
And he strews her grave with flowers.
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