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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
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
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
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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
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Come love come The boat lies low
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 3
Down by The Canebreak
Down by the canebreak down by the mill There lives a yeller gal Her name is Nancy Till She knows how I love her she knows it long I'm going to serinade her and sing her this song
Cho. Come love come The boat lies low She lies high and dry on the Ohio Come love come along with me
I'll row you down the river down to old Tennessee
Open the window oh love do
Listen to the music I'm playing for you
Open the window oh love do
While I harmonize my voice on the old banjo
Come love come I now must away
I've a long way to travel before the break of day Next time I come be ready for to go I'll sail you down the river on the Ohio
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The little black mushtash
No full textvoice; guitarsSung by
Warren D. Walker Fayetteville, Ark. Jan. 7, 1960
Reel 332, Item 6 The Black Mushtash
Once I had a charming beau
I loved him dear as life
I thought the time would surely come
When I would be his wife
His pockets they were lined with gold
I'm sure he had the cash
A diamond ring gold watch and chain
And a darling black mushtash
Cho. The little black mushtash The little black mushtash And now you see I've lost my beau The beau with the black mushtash
He come to see me on Sunday night
And stayed till almost three
He said he'de never loved a girl
As much as he loved me
He said we'de live in grand old style
And that we'de cut a dash
And then he pressed upon my lips
The darling black mushtash
(Cho.)
Along there come a sorrow maid
She's worth her weight in gold
She had false teeth she had false hair
She was forty-five years old
He truely then deserted me
For the maid that had the cash
And that's the way I lost my beau
The beau with the black mushtash
(Cho.)
And now they live across the street
In that old mansion hall
She married him for his black mushtash
He married her for her gold
Now girls beware of my sad fate
And never be too rash
And let alone the handsome dude
The dude with the black mushtash
(Cho.)
Collected by Warren D. Walker
For M. C. Parler
Transcribed by Warren D. WalkerFunding for digitization provided by the Arkansas Humanities Council and the Happy Hollow Foundation
Along come the F. F. B. the fastest on the line
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 8
The F. F. B.
Along come the F. F. B. the fastest on the line Runnin on the C. O. Road not twenty minutes behind Runnin in the handsome the engineer was there Georgie Ellun was his name with the golden curly hair
Georgie's mother came to him with a basket on her arm She said my darling son be carefull how you run
For many a poor boy has lost his life tryin to gain lost
time
And if you'll keep your engiene right you'll get there just on time
Mother I know your advice is good and later I'll take heed
But I know my engiene is alright and I know that she
will speed
Down this road I aim to go the speed of a cannonball And when I whistle at the big commiddle I'm sure You'll hear my call
Fireman Jack Fireman Jack a little more extra steam Gonna run old number four the fastest ever been seen
Gonna run old number four the speed of a cannonball
And when I whistle at the stockyard gate I'm sure you'll hear my call
Up the road she darted and against the rocks she crushed Upside down the engiene turned and crushed poor Georgie's breast
The Doctor came to Georgie said my darling son lie still Maybe I can save you by oh God's blessed will Oh no doc I don't want to live I want to die so free
I want to die with the engiene I love One Hundred and
Forty Three
Oh no Georgie your life I cannot save
You're murdered by a railroad engiene you'll lie dead in a lonesome grave
Your face all covered up with blood your eyes I cannot see
And the very last words poor Georgie said was Nearer My God To TheFunding for digitization provided by the Arkansas Humanities Council and the Happy Hollow Foundation
Steamboat Bill Steaming down the Mississippi
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 5
Steamboat Bill
Down the Mississippi steamed the Whip-poor-will Comanded by the piolate Mr. Steamboat Bill The owner gave his orders on the strick Q. T.
To try to beat the record of the Robert E. Lee Feed up the fire let the old smoke roll Burn up all the cargo if you run out of coal If you don't beat the record Billy told his mate Send my mail in care of Peter to the Golden Gate
Cho. Steamboat Bill Steaming down the Mississippi Steamboat Bill a mighty man is he Steamboat Bill steaming down the Mississippi A going to beat the record of the Robert E. Lee
Then up stepped a gambling man from Louieville He tried to get a bill against the Whip-poor-will But Billy flashed a roll that surely was a bear The explosion of the boiler got him up in the air
The gambler says to Billy as they left the wreck
I don't know where we're going but we're neck in neck Says Billy to the gambler tell you what I'll do I'll bet another thousand I'll go higher than you
Cho. Steamboat Bill tore up the Mississippi Steamboat Bill the tide made him swear Steamboat Bill tore up the Mississippi The explosion of the boiler got him up in the air
The rivers are in mourning for Steamboat Bill
No more you'll hear the puffing of the Whip-poor-will
There's a scrap on every boat that plows the stream
From Denver down to Natchez and to New Orleans
The wife of William was at home in bed
When she recieved the message that Steamboat was dead
She said to the children bless each honeylamb
Next papa you get will be a railroad man
Cho. Steamboat Bill missing on the Mississippi Steamboat Bill he's in the promise land Steamboat Bill missing on the Mississippi He's piolate of the ferry in the promise landFunding for digitization provided by the Arkansas Humanities Council and the Happy Hollow Foundation
J. D. Brannan letter to Warren G. Harding, January 24, 1921
No full textIn this letter dated January 24, 1921 (the author mistakenly writes 1920), J. D. Brannan at Harvard University Law School to President-elect Warren G. Harding in regards to his choices for cabinet appointments. Brannan recommends Senator Elihu Root for Secretary of State, Charles Evans Hughes for Attorney General, Senator John W. Weeks for Secretary of the Treasury or Secretary of the Navy, and General Leonard Wood for Secretary of War, and includes qualifications for each. After discussing tensions among the government and organized labor leaders, he does not specify an appointment for Secretary of Labor, but includes Herbert Hoover as a qualified candidate.
This letter is part of the Warren G. Harding Papers (MSS 345). This collection includes correspondence, business records, and other materials documenting Harding’s business career as owner and editor-in-chief of The Daily Marion Star, as well as the various stages of his political career. A significant portion of the collection, and what’s available on Ohio Memory, highlights his 1920 presidential campaign, spanning just before publicly announcing his candidacy to handily defeating Ohio Governor James M. Cox in the election. Correspondents include both Ohio and national businessmen, political figures, and ordinary citizens writing with questions, support, congratulatory notes, and campaign advice. Some of the most interesting insights into the tumultuous political climate in the U.S., the extreme factionalism within the Republican Party in Ohio, and Harding’s campaign strategies are described in letters between Harding and his campaign manager, Harry M. Daugherty. Some of the topics addressed include women’s suffrage, Prohibition, the League of Nations, African American representation and issues, and lingering peace negotiations following World War I
Palmetto Mayor Warren Tresca with Skyway Bridge plaque
No full textMayor Warren Tresca of Palmetto stands beside the plaque listing Florida Administrators under whom the Sunshine Skyway Bridge was built, plus the span's engineers. The plaque is on Terra Ceia's approach to the bridge near the toll gate. "Sunshine Skyway, Construction started 1950, Fuller Warren Governor, Florida State Road Department, Alfred A. McKethan, Chairman, J. Glover Taylor, Marion G. Nelson, Merrill P. Barber, Trusten P. Drake, Jr. / State Improvement Commission, Fuller Warren, Chairman, Alfred A. McKethan, Charles W. Blum, E.P. Lidden, J.N. Morris. / Dan T. McCarty, Governor, Jan. 6, 1953 - Sept. 28, 1953 / Construction Completed 1954, Charley E. Johns, Acting Governor. State Road Department, Cecil M. Webb, Chairman, M. Johnny Walker, F.M. Turner, Jr., Dave Turner, Francis P. Whitehair. State Improvement Commission, Charley E. Johns, Chairman, Cecil M. Webb, Olin G. Shivers, William D. Leville, J. Masey Dell, Sr. / Engineering Design and Supervision, State Road Department. W.E. Dean, Engineer of Bridges, Parsons, Brinkerhoff, Hall and MacDonald, Bail, Horton and Associates.
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