Collected by Irene Carlisle
Transcribed by Mary C. Parler
March 20, 1951
Heel 106, Item 2
(CHILD 79, The Wife of Usher's Well)
There was a lday lived in the west counterie,
And children she had three;
She sent them away to the north counterie
For to learn their grammarie.
They hadn't been gone but a very small while,
Scarcelie twelve months and a day,
Till Death, oh Death spread over the land
And swept those babes away.
"Is there no king in heaven," she cried,
"That used to wear a crown?
Pray send me home my three little babes
For tonight or in the morning soon!"
It being nearly at Christmas-times,
The nights so long and cold;
She seen, oh, seen her three little babes
Come running home early in the morning soon.
She set the table right before them,
And spread it with bread and wine,
Says, "Come, oh, come, my three little babes.
Come eat and drink of mine."
"We can't eat none of your bread, Mother,
Nor drink none of your wine;
For just before the break of day
Our Savior we must jine."
She made the beds in the backside room,
And spread them with clean sheets;
And on the top spread a golden cloth,
For to make a better sleep.
"Rise you up, rise you up," says the oldest one;
"Rise you up, rise you up," says he;
"For yander stands our Savior dear,
And him we must obey."
"Green grass grows at our head, Mother;
Cold clods lie at our feet.
The tears you shed for us, Mother,
Would 'a' wet our winding sheets."
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