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Introduction
that he was bound out as was the custom with orphans in that day. This Harmon was always spoken of as the "bound boy." In the summer of 1932 we recorded from the singing of Sam, a song-story of the Harmons. As it mentions Washington, they think that the history of their family in America began before the Revolution.14
14 Mr. Harmon's song: "Harmon and His Sons," recorded July 27, 1932.
1.  Come, all ye brave and comely boys, And assist me in my story, sir.
The God above to-sends his love
To Harmon and his sons, sir
We went over the hill with free goodwill
To cut and slay and cat our rill
Of good fat bear and deer, sir
For tore the lit, for tore the lit,
For all the rudle he ding.
2.  We traveled on Watauga Creek — Says, you may say the same, sir. The old man to fix the camp
And the boys to hunt the game, sir.
We hadn't traveled very fur
Before there was a mighty stir.
The fire in the laurel spur
And the Indian sign it did incline
To the blue stone line to stress the port and terry mp^
For tore the lit, for tore the lit,
For all the rudle he ding.
3.  The draper being with the boys Was first that saw the sign, sir — Straightest to the old man run Without a loss of time, sir. Says, here we can no longer stay, We must fix to haste away,
We must rly this mountain high With hue and cry for fear we die, The hills may save our heads, sir. For tore the lit, for tore the lit, For all the rudle lie ding.
4.  The draper says,
To let me ride before, sir.
For there is forty Indians
I am sure, sn.
And I don't know how many more;
They pursue and we protue [protrude ?]
And make us rue the very day we come, sir.
For tore the lit, for tore the lit,
For all the ruddle lie ding.
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