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I Dreamed Last Night of My True Love |
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4. When my baby comes around me crying And does climb upon my knee,
It makes me think of my dear mother, How good and kind she was to me. Chorus
5. But you go, leave me here so lonely By myself; I always be
Looked down on by other people Throughout a long and eternity. Chorus |
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I DREAMED LAST NIGHT OF MY TRUE LOVE See Sandburg, p. 149; Campbell and Sharp, No. 80.
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"SongBallen." Obtained from Mrs. Samuel Harmon (formerly of Cade's Cove, Tennessee), Varnell, Georgia, October, 1930.
1. Last night I dreamed of my true-love; All in my arms I had her;
Her pretty, yellow hair like streams of gold A-streaming down my pillow.
2. But when 1 awoke it was a dream; Nor neither could I find her;
I went on to the jail-house door Inquiring for my sweetie.
3. The answer came: "She is not here; Nor neither would we keep her." Soon as my voice she heard,
She came unto the window.
4. "My dearest love, I would be with you, But lock and bars do hinder."
A moment I stood a-studying on her speeches; My patience flew; my sword I drew; 1 broke them bars to pieces. |
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