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Oh, now I admire the beauty of the day
No full textvoiceCollected by Mary C. Parler Transcribed byLinda Humphrey
Sung by Helen Fultz Mayfield, Ark.
Reel 408 Item 15
In the Summer-land
There is a land of never-ending day
There things shall forever _______________
I see it now, we'll move away To that Summer-land of love.
Chorus:
Oh, now I admire the beauty of the day The sun will pass the joy away,
Forever with Jesus I shall stay In that Summer-land I love.
I'm serving Jesus as I onward go By driving away the clouds of sin and woe,
With peace and rest my spirit stood them all In that summer-land of love.
Chorus.
Though shadows of may group around me here And sometimes I'm almost overcome by fear My thoughts find rest where all is wondrous clear In that summer-land of love.
Chorus.Funding for digitization provided by the Arkansas Humanities Council and the Happy Hollow Foundation
Well, I married me a wife in the month of May
No full textvoice; banjosCollected by Mary C. Parler Sung by Helen Fultz
Transcribed by Linda Humphrey Mayfield, Ark.
Reel 408 Item 11
Little John Brackity
Well, I married me a wife in the month of May Knickity, knockity, now, now, now,
I took her home a load of hay
Knickity, knockity, hey John Brackity, willity-wollity, Rick-in-pollity, knickity, knockity, now, now, now.
She combs her hair but once a year Knickity, knockity, now, now, now,
With every rake, she sheds a tear,
Knickity, knockity, hey John Brackity, willity-wollity, Rick-in-pollity, knickity, knockity, now, now, now.
When she churns she churns in a boot Knickity, knockity, now, now, now,
And for a dash she uses her foot,
Knickity, knockity, hey John Brackity, willity-wollity Rick-in-pollity, knickity, knockity, now, now, now.
And the butter comes a grisely gray Knickity, knowkity, now, now, now,
It takes wings and flys away,
Knickity, knockity, hey John Brackity, willity-wollity, Rick-in-pollity, knickity, knockity, now, now, now.Funding for digitization provided by the Arkansas Humanities Council and the Happy Hollow Foundation
With someone like you, a pal good and true,
No full textvoice; guitarsCollected by Mary C. Parler Sung by Helen Fultz
Transcribed by Linda Humphrey Mayfield, Ark.
Summer 1961
Reel 408 Item 8
Let the Rest of the World Go By
While struggling staunchly ________________ in this life
I worthwhile after all,
I was wishing today I could just run away Out where the west winds call.
Chorus:
With someone like you, a pal good and true,
I'd like to leave it all behine, and go and find
Someplace that's known to God alone
Just a spot to call our own
We'll find perfect peace
Where joys never cease
Out there beneath the kindly sky.
Build a sweet little next Somewhere out in the west And let the rest of the world go by.
As the future to hold and struggle for gold While the real world waits outside;
While out on the grass of the wonderful west Across the desert dry.
Chorus.Funding for digitization provided by the Arkansas Humanities Council and the Happy Hollow Foundation
May I sleep in your barn tonight, mister,
No full textvoice; banjosCollected by Mary C. Parler Sung by Helen Fultz
Transcribed by Linda Humphrey Mayfield, Ark.
Summer 1961
Reel 407 Item 5
May I Sleep in Your Barn Tonight, Mister
May I sleep in your barn tonight, mister,
It's so cold lying out on the ground,
And the cold north wind, it is whistling,
And I have no place to lie down.
Oh, I have no tobacco or matches,
And I'm sure that I'll do you no harm,
And I'll tell you my story, kind mister,
For it runs through my heart like a drum.
It was three years ago last summer,
I will never forget that sad day,
When a stranger came out from the city,
And said that he wanted to pay.
My wife said she'd like to be warning Something more to add to our home,
So she egged me until I considered To let the stranger stop at home.
Well, one night as I came from my workshop,
I was singing and whistling for joy,
I expected a kind-hearted welcome From my sweet loving wife and my boy.
But what did I find but a letter,
It was blank and I read on the stand,
And the moment my eyes fell upon it,
I picked it right up in my hands.
It said that my wife and the stranger They had left and they'd taken my son;
Oh, I wonder if God up in Heaven
If he knows what that stranger has done.Funding for digitization provided by the Arkansas Humanities Council and the Happy Hollow Foundation
I have a song called anything
No full textvoiceCollected by Mary C. Parler Sung by Helen Fultz
Transcribed by Linda Humphrey Mayfield, Ark.
Summer 1961
Reel 407 Item 6
Anything
I have a song called anything If you will lend an ear,
I'll try to sing it unto you,
I'm sure that you will cheer.
It's about a horse, a dog a cat A sealskin boy or a baby,
A serpent and a hairpin,
A hairpin and a lady.
Sing anything, sing anything That's what you people say,
A long song, a short song To pass the time away.
Sing something, sing something Oh yes, sing anything.
I'm gonna play my jew's harp
At the —— ---- ball
If you don't put on your white shirt, You can't come in at all.
Then gather up that baldy head When you hear mosquitoes sing,
Drive away the bumblebee For fear that he might sting.
Just chew your own tobacco Never borrow, beg, or steel;
Drink your own mush and milk Mush of Indian mill.
Now always treat us ladies kind,
Never kiss us on the sly;
Big pig, little pig,
Root hog or die.Anything (continued)
A man in Minnesota 'bout a hundred years ago,
A boy in South Carolina bad a rooster that could crow,
A man in North Carolina has icecycles on his nose;
They say that Sally Burhart has bunions onher toes.
A hop toad in the gardenteasing bumblebees,
A nigger on the woodpile has toothpick stabbing fleas;
A bumblebee on the grindstone is sharpening up his sting, And here I've broken my jaw, a-singing anything.Funding for digitization provided by the Arkansas Humanities Council and the Happy Hollow Foundation
Well, I married me a wife and I took her home,
No full textvoice; banjosCollected by Mary C. Parler Transcribed by Linda Humphrey
Sung by Helen Fultz Mayfield, Ark.
Reel 408 Item 12
Ginny for Ginny
Well, I married me a wife and I took her home, Ginny for ginny, Rose aria,
Wish to my soul I'd left her alone,
The deer flies over the green valley.
To go to the kitchen she did not choose
Ginny for ginny, rose maria
For fear she'd spoil her new cloth shoes,
The deer flies over the green valley.
The very first day I come in from my flow, Ginny for ginny, rose maria,
Said oh my dear wife is dinner done now,
The deer flies over the green valley.
No, you dirty and lazy whelp,
Ginny for ginny, rose-maria,
If you want any dinner just cook it yourself, The deer flies over the green valley.
Well, I gets mad and I goes to the barn Ginny for ginny, rose maria.
And I cut me a switch as long as my arm The deer flies over the green valley.
I picked it up and I walked straight hack Ginny for ginny, rose-maria,
And over her back it goes clickety-clack The deer flies over the green valley.
The very next day I comes in from my plow Ginny for ginny, rose maria Said oh my dear wife, is my dinner done now, The deer flies over the green valley.
Well, up she jumps and spreads the board,
Ginny for ginny, rose maria,
Yes sir and No sir to every word said.
The deer flies over the green valley.Ginny for Ginny (continued)
We live in peace and for wealth we strive, Ginny for ginny, rose maria,
I hope she'll live til the end of her life, The deer flies over the green valley.Funding for digitization provided by the Arkansas Humanities Council and the Happy Hollow Foundation
Come back to me sweetheart and love me as before
No full textguitars; voiceCollected by Patrick A. Todd Sung by Mrs. Helen Fultz,Mayfield, Ark.
Accompaning herself on Guitar
Jan 1960 Reel 330, Item 1
"SHADOW OF THE PINES"
1. We wandered 'neath the shadow of pines my love and I While the wind was blowing freshly from the sea
And a sudden fit of darkness stole across the summer sky And a shadow came between my love and I
Some hasty words were spoken and almost unaware Hasty answers to unthinking anger led
All our heartsick bitter longing - all our weeping and our pride
Ne'er can make those harsh and cure! words unsaid Refrain:
Come back to me sweetheart and love me as before Come back to me darling and leave me never more Through life's dark pathway the sun no longer shines Come lover meet me in the shadow of the pines
2. You took the ring I gave you and ne'er thought to looked
at me
As you held the dear ole trinket in your hand
And then you turned and tossed it in the waters of the sea
While the waves were splashing idly on the sand
You went your way unheeding the tears I could not hide You went you way and not a work was said
All my heartsick bitter longing all my weeping and my pride
Ne'er can make those harsh and cruel cords unsaid
Refrain:
3. I wake from bitter dreaming but to shout aloud your name
I sleep again to dream of you once more
Now my stubborn pride has left me I'll admit I was to blame Forgive me dear and love me as before
The future is o'er shadowed by the darkness of dispair
Through the sky of life the sun no longer shines
I would give this whole world gladly once again to meet
you there Reunited in the shadow of the pines
Refrain:Funding for digitization provided by the Arkansas Humanities Council and the Happy Hollow Foundation
Jim Slake our oldest driver had charge of the midnight express
No full textguitars; voiceCollected by Patrick A. Todd
Sung by Mrs. Helen fultz
Mayfield, Arkansas
Accompanying herself on guitar EXPRESS" Jan 1960 Reel 330 Item 3
"THE MIDNIGHT EXPRESS"
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Jim Slake our oldest driver had charge of the midnight express Had charge of the lever and throttle for the mot of his I guess One night his son entered my office his face it was wounded white
Saying send this to dad in his engin for mama is dying tonight
As soon as I found that the message was for my comrade Jim I made no delay but I hastened away and I sent the message to him In less than a half an hour the message came back from him Tell wife I'll meet her at midnight and tell her to pray for Jim
I left the boy in my office the message I taken to his wife
I found the dying woman with a scarcely a breath of life And when I entered her chamber she took me at first for Jim
She fell back on her pillow - her face it was wounded white And said in a dying whisper Cod speed that express tonight O'er hill - O'er mountain - O'er valley on thundered the midnight express With many a dangerous peril along their path I guess
And there sat Jim at the throttle guiding their dangerous flight When a voice spoke out of the darkness God speed that express tonight They were not far from the station - the track it wee dark and long Audlo here comes the signal stating that something is wrong
It speaks of sad disaster the engin is in the ditch The engineer is lying by the side of an open switch And hark here comes the message from the engineer I guess
Tell wife that I'll meet her in heaven - don't wait for the
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We'll sing a sweet song, a glorious song
No full textvoiceCollected by Mary C. Parler Transcribed by Linda Humphrey
Sung by Helen Fultz Mayfield, Ark.
Reel 408 Item 14
Jesus at the Well
Our Savior once wandered on earth as a man,
So footsore and weary to Sumarian land A story he told most wonderously grand.
Salvation through Jesus for__________________
Chorus:
We'll sing a sweet song, a glorious song
Of Jesus who died on the tree
He died on the tree For you and for me,
Then sing a seet story, Salvation is free.
So weary and thirsty, he came to a well,
And there to a woman this story did tell,
She heard it with joy that he said could be free
And she knew that salvation through Jesus is free.
Chorus.
Then brother, let's sing a sweet story so true Salvation through Jesus for me and for you,
Where every glad heart this grand message now tell, The same sweet story they told at the well.
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We'll sing the sweet song - the glorious song
No full textvoice; banjos; guitarsCollected by Patrick A. Todd Sung by Mrs. Helen Fultz
Mayfield, Arkansas
Accompanying herself on guitar
Chorus harmony by Mrs. Pnydella G. Hogan
Fayetteville, Arkansas
Accompanying on 5-string banjo
"JESUS AT THE WELL" Jan 1960 Reel 330, Item 7
1. Our Savior once wandered on earth as a man Both footsore and weary to Samaria's land A story he told most wonderously grand Salvation through Jesus for poor sinful man
Refrain:
We'll sing the sweet song - the glorious song (Jesus at the well - we'll sing - yes we'll sing the sweet song - the sweet and glorious song of)
Of Jesus who died on the tree
(Jesus who died on the tree. He died on the cruel)
He died on the tree for you and for me (cross died on the tree. He died on Mt. Calvary for you)
Then sing the sweet story - Salvation is free
(and for me. Then sing the sweet story - Salvation is free)
2. Both weary and thirsty he came to a well And there to a woman his story did fell
She heard it with joy that her soul could be free
And she the salvation through Jesus did see
Refrain:
3. Then brother let's sing the sweet story so true
Salvation through Jesus for me and for you
Let every glad heart this great message now tell The same and sweet story there told at the well
Refrain:Funding for digitization provided by the Arkansas Humanities Council and the Happy Hollow Foundation
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