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From Songs of Miramichi (pp. 122-123) by Louise Manny and James Reginald Wilson, linked above. You can also see the dots written out there. I find creating MIDIs rather tedious but could produce one if needed.

JOHN LADNER
(As sung in 1947 and 1948 by STANLEY MACDONALD of Black River Bridge for the Lord Beaverbrook Collection)

A sint for beer, a friend draw near,
Come listen to my song.
This cruel fate I will relate,
This young man dead and gone,
Who now lies silent in his grave
Without any care nor pain.
Prince Edward's Isle his native isle,
John Lad-en-er by name.

When very young he left his home
With friends so far behind.
He hastened onward to St. John,
Employment for to find.
For work he tried, but was denied,
He searched, but all in vain;
In deep despair he paid his fare
Unto the State of Maine.

Arriving in the State of Maine,
A job was easily found.
His willingness soon earned a place
With strangers all around.
He toiled and slaved, his earnings saved,
Not a foolish cent would spend.
No thought had he that death so nigh
His young life soon would end.

Thanksgiving morn brought joy to some,
To others it brought woe.
Poor John arose, put on his clothes,
And away to work did go,
To roll down logs piled up so high
With sturdy hand and skill,
To put them in that narrow stream
Which floats them to the mill.

In danger's road he ofttimes stood
And watched with careful eye.
He did the same that very day
They say who saw him die.
One roar, one crash, one terrible smash,
And the logs came rolling down;
One treacherous blow soon laid him low
In death where he was found.

His comrades gathered around him
And rolled the logs away,
With aching heart in sorrow cried,
"We mourn our loss today."
The doctor came, but all in vain,
For he in death was cold.
His time had come, his race was run
At twenty-three years old.

Now, comrades, mark this bloodstained spot
In memory of the dead.
Look down with pity on his face,
Lift up his bleeding head;
A warning take by this sad fate,
Watch danger if you can,
For unexpected it will come
To each and every man.
(last line spoken)

The song of John Ladner was sung also in the 1961 and 1962 Miramichi Folksong Festivals by Stanley MacDonald's brother, Arthur, of Black River Bridge. Whatever the first line should have been (possibly "a sympathetic ear"), we have printed it as Stanley sang it, and as he spelled it out when requested. Some give the author of this Prince Edward Island song as Jimmy McRee.
One version says that the sad accident occurred in 1884. For a discussion of this song, see Northeast Folklore, V, (1963), pages 14-17 [linked above Twenty-one folksongs from Prince Edward Island]


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