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9.1 rolled and tumbled the whole night through; No slumber could I find; The thoughts of that poor Boston girl Was running on my mind.
10. They took me on suspicion; They bound me to Boston jail; My friends and my relations, They could not go my bail.
11. Her sister swore my life away; She swore without a doubt;
She swore that I was the very one, Who took her sister out. |
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"The Boston Girl." Obtained from Mac Hardin, Sevierville, Sevier County, Tennessee, August, 1929. This is the same version as B, so far as it goes, with only a few slight verbal changes.
1.1 courted a girl in Boston, A girl that loved me well; And every Sunday afternoon Together we would dwell.
2. We took a walk one Sunday eve; We walked a mile or more;
I drew a stick from under a tree And knocked the merry girl down.
3. Down on her knees she bended A-pleading for her life,
Says, "Willie, dear, don't kill me here; I'm not prepared to die."
4.1 listened to her pleading not; I beat her o'er and o'er Till all the ground there all around, Was in a bloody glow. |
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