Hi. I've just collected a song from an old woman. It's called the "Old Oak Tree." It begins:

Dark was the night, cold blew the wind, and thickly fell the rain.
Young Bessie left her native home and came not back again.
She left her widowed mother's side and feared not wind or cold,
For she was young, fair to be seen, and love had made her bold.

It's a very long song but if anybody is interested, I'll post the lot. I'm trying to get some history on the song. Can anybody help?
Thanks
Ferg