In Fred Geis handwriting I found one of his songs Bo Lamkins. Learned from Frank Proffitt of Avery County North Carolina in 1961.

Bo Lambkins was as fine a mason
As ever laid a stone
He built a high castle
And the pay he got none

Bo Lambkins went to the castle
And he knocked loud and long
There was none so ready as the faultress
She rose and let him in

O'where is the land lord
And is he at home
Ah no he's gone to merry England
To visit his son

Where is the landlord's lady
Did she go with him
O' no cried the faultress
She's upstairs sleeping

How can we get her downstairs
Such a dark night as it is
Stick pins and needles
Into the little baby

Bo Lambkins rocked the cradle
And the false nurse she sung
While the tears and the red blood
From the cradle did run

The lady coming downstairs
Not thinkin' no harm
Bo Lambkins stood ready
And caught her in his arm

Bo Lambkins, Bo Lambkins
Spare my life one hour
You can have my daughter Betsy
My own blooming flower

Bo Lambkins, Bo Lambkins
Spare my life one day
You can have all the gay gold
Your horse can carry away

Keep your daughter Betsy
To go through the flood
She can scour the silver basin
That catches your heart's blood

Daughter Betsy was sittin
In the tower so high
When she saw her dear father
Come riding hard by

O Father O Father
Come see what's been done
Bo Lambkins has been here
And killed your dear son

Bo Lambkins has been here
And killed your baby
Bo Lambkins has been here
And killed your lady

Bo Lambkins was hung
To the scaffolo so high
And the false nurse was burned
In the fire nearby