Well I stand corrected, and thanks...never saw the song written out, so one in this case hears the more familiar word (wall), I guess. It matters not to me; what it causes me to remember is the wonderful singing parties we used to have, back in 1952-53 (my year as a Fulbright student). We gathered in each other's flats- Ewan, Isla, Theo Bikel (he was playing in, "Love of Four Colonels" nearby), Alan Lomax, Peter Kennedy, Seamus Ennis, Bert Lloyd, Humphrey Littleton one night, Shirley Collins... what marvellous times! I have the tape made when the party was in our flat- and Louise Bennett was there, passing though town! Ewan and I had a friendly rivalry over ballads- he'd sing one, prefacing his performance by saying how Appalachians always took all the energy and drive out of the ballads- with a grin at me. I'd counter by singing something like, "False Sir John,"a lively one in which the lady turns the tables on her kidnapper by pushing HIM into the sea (his back is turned at her request while she removes her costly clothing- at his request). Much fun and laughter, despite the sad plight of Sir John.

Thanks for the memories.          Jean