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Bony on the Isle of St. Helena 
Bony on the Isle of St. Helena 
Oh, Bony he has gone from his wars all a-fightin' He has gone to the place where he takes no delight in. And there he may sit down and tell the scenes that he's seen of When full long doth he mourn on the Isle of St. Helena. 
Oh, Louisy she weeps for her husband's departin' She dreams when she sleeps and she wakes broken-hearted. Not a friend to console her, even those who might be with her For she mourns when she thinks on the Isle of St. Helena. 
Oh the rude rushing waves all around the shores a-washin' And the great billows heaves on the wild rocks are dashin'. He may look to the moon o'er the great Mount Diana With his eyes o'er the waves roll around St. Helena. 
No more in St. Cloud he'll be seen in such splendor Or go on with his wars like the great Alexander, For the young king of Rome and the prince of Gehenna They have caused him to die on the Isle of St. Helena. 
O you Parliaments of England and you Holy Alliance To a prisoner of war you may now bid defiance. For his base intrudin' and his base misdemeanors Have caused him to die on the Isle of St. Helena. 
Come all you's got wealth, pray beware of ambition For it's a degree of fate that may change your condition. [Be's it best in time]* for what's to come you know not For fear you may be changed like he on the Isle of St. Helena. 
Collected by Frank and Anne Warner from C.K. (Tink) Tillett, 1940 
* According to Jeff Warner, this phrase was (originally) [Be steadfast in time] 
Recorded by Mary Black on General Humbert II