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Jamie Judge 
Jamie Judge 
Come all ye undaunted heroes, Who ride the restless deep, Think on that heartful young man That underneath doth sleep. He was just as fine a young man As ever you did see, And on yon Bonshee River He met his destiny. 
It was on yon Bonshee River One mile below Renfrew, Where we went out to break a jam And with the jam went through. In vain was his activity His precious life to save, In spite of his exertions He met with a watery grave. 
It was early the next morning The drivers all did join To go in search of this young man His body for to find. They searched the deep on every side Where the seething torrents fly, Till a fisher boy, as I've been told, His floating corpse espied. 
When they took him from the water, It would grieve your heart full sore, To see his handsome features By the rocks all cut and tore, To see so fine a young man Cut down in all his bloom. It was on yon Bonshee River He met with an awful doom. 
To see his aged father, It would grieve your heart full sore, And to see his aged mother While her gray hair she tore. To see the girl that loved him 
Bowed down with grief full sore, Saying, "He was my only true love, No other will I adore." 
This young man's name wras Jarnes A. Judge, I mean to let you know. I mean to sound his praises Wherever I do go. His hair hung down in ringulets, His skin was white as snow, And he was admired by all the girls Wherever he did go. 
From Traditional American Folk Songs, Anne and Frank Warner Collected from John Galusha 1941 DT #680 Laws C4 oct96