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Letter with attachment: Jerome D. Walker to Ida M. Tarbell, February 12, 1923
No full textHandwritten letter, 2 pages, with copy of handwritten letter Ann Sperry to Jerome D. Walker, April 28, 186
Moncure D. Conway to Mary Edwards Walker
No full textCorrespondence from Moncure D. Conway to Mary Edwards Walker asking for a proper introduction. 2 letters
I've a little rosewood casket
No full textvoice; guitarsCollected by Warren D. Walker
For M. C. Parler
Transcribed by Warren D. Walker
Sung by
Warren D. Walker Fayetteville, Ark. Jan. 7, 1960
Rosewood Casket
Reel 332, Item 7
I've a little rosewood casket Resting there upon a stand I've a package of old letters Written by a lover's hand
Darling sister bring them to me And sit down upon my bed And rest gently on your bosom This poor throbing achewing head
Darling now you've brought them to me You may read them all tonight I have often tried but could not For the tears that dimed my sight
When I'm dead and in my coffin And my shroud is gathered round And my narrow bed is ready In the pleasent churchyard ground
Take this package of old letters Fold them closely round my heart And this little ring he gave me From my finger never partFunding for digitization provided by the Arkansas Humanities Council and the Happy Hollow Foundation
Fond of chewing gum
No full textvoice; guitarsCollected by Warren D. Walker
For M. C. Parler
Transcribed by Warren D. Walker
Sung by
Warren D. Walker Fayetteville, Ark Jan. 7, 1960
Chewing Gum
Reel 332, Item 4
I once did have the fairest girl that you ever did see I realy thought she'de be my wife for dearly she loved me Her parents were all wealthy She had a large income The only fault I found in her she was fond of chewing gum
Cho. Fond of chewing gum Fond of chewing gum The only fault I found in her
She was found of chewing gum
I took her to the ball one night thought she'd have some fun She stopped there twice in the middle of the dance to take a chaw of gum
I introduced her to my friends they all thought she's dumb
She hadn't time to say a word for her mouth was full of gum
I proposed and she accepted the wedding day had come The preacher came to tie the knot and her mouth was full of gum
I got discusted and left the room I went off on the bum And swore I'de never have a girl that was fond of chewing gum
(Cho.)Funding for digitization provided by the Arkansas Humanities Council and the Happy Hollow Foundation
All around the water tank A waitin for a train
No full textvoice; guitarsCollected by Warren D. Walker
For M. C. Parler
Transcribed by Warren D. Walker
Sung by
Warren D. Walker Fayetteville, Ark. Jan. 7, 1960
Reel 332, Item 9
Waiting For A Train
All around the water tank A waitin for a train A thousand miles away from home Sleepin in the rain
I walked up to a breakman To give him a line of talk He said if you've got money I'll see that you don't walk
I havn't got a nickle
Not a penny can I show
Get off, get off you railroad bum
And he slamed the boxcar door
Well he put me off in Texas A state I dearly love The wide open spaces all around me The moon and stars up above
Nobody seemed to want me Nor to lend me a helping hand I'm on my way from Fresco Headin back to Dixieland
My pocketbook is empty My heart is full of pain A thousand miles away from home Just waitin for a trainFunding for digitization provided by the Arkansas Humanities Council and the Happy Hollow Foundation
Listen to the mocking bird
No full textvoice; guitarsCollected by Warren D. Walker
For M. C. Parler
Transcribed by Warren D. Walker
Sung by
Warren D. Walker Fayetteville, Ark. Jan. 7, 1960
Reel 332,Item 2
The Mocking Bird
I'm dreaming now of Hally, sweet Hally, sweet Hally
I'm dreaming now of Hally
For the thought of her is one that never dies She's sleeping in the valley, the valley, the valley
She's sleeping in the valley
And the mocking bird is singing where she lies
Cho. Listen to the mocking bird Listen to the mocking bird
The mocking bird's still singing or'e her grave Listen to the mocking bird Listen to the mocking bird
Still singing where the weeping willows wave
Oh well I yet remember, remember, remember Oh well I yet remember
When we gathered in the cotton side by side Twas in the mild September, September, September Twas in the mild September
And the mocking bird was singing far and wide
When the charms of spring awaken, awaken, awaken
When the charms of spring awaken
And the mocking bird is singing on the baugh
I feel like one forsaken, forsaken, forsaken
I feel like one forsaken
Cause my Hally is no longer with me now
(Cho.)Funding for digitization provided by the Arkansas Humanities Council and the Happy Hollow Foundation
Letter: Jerome D. Walker to Ida M. Tarbell, January 25, 1923
No full textHandwritten letter, 2 pages, signed Do
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