My name is Joseph Bowers; I have a brother Ike
I come from old Missouri- all the way from Pike.....a long 18th Century ballad. He knew and sang many more, too many to name here. The song he used to rock me to sleep with, was, The Uncloudy Day, a fairly modern hymn, but he knew and joined in all the Old Regular Paptist songs that were "lined out" at The Little Zion Church.
He always said he wasn't much of a singer, so he hardly ever sang solo, but would always join in if he knew the going song. He loved to play his dulcimer and would often play every verse of a long ballad (e.g. Barbry Ellen), never singing but thinking the words until the story (inside his head) was finished. Most singing, by one person, or family group in that time and place was unaccompanied. It seemed to take us a long time to put the two together.