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Thread #57083   Message #3498294
Posted By: Jim Dixon
03-Apr-13 - 11:19 AM
Thread Name: Lyr Req: Long Years Ago (from Shirley Collins)
Subject: Lyr Add: THE SAILOR'S BRIDE (trad. Ohio)
From an article, "Traditional Texts and Tunes" by Albert H. Tolman and Mary O. Eddy, in The Journal of American Folk-Lore, Vol. 35, No. 138 (Oct-Dec, 1922), page 411:


THE SAILOR'S BRIDE.
Pound, 42.

I.
Sent by Miss Eddy. Written by Rev. Franklin Eddy in an album dated Ashtabula, O., 1852.

1. 'Twas early spring when I was young,
The flowers they bloomed and the birds they sang,
All was happy, but none so happy as I,
When my lovely sailor lad was nigh.

Chorus.
Trol lol lu, trol lol la, etc.,
All was happy, etc.

2. The evening star was shining still,
And twilight peeped o'er the eastern hill;
The sailor lad and his lovely bride
Sat weeping by the ocean's side.

3. 'Twas scarce three months we had been wed,
And oh, how fast the moments fled!
But we were to part at the dawning of the day,
And the proud ship bore my love away.

4. Long months passed by, he came no more
To his weeping bride on the distant shore;
The ship went down 'mid the howling of the storm,
And the sea engulfed my sailor's form.

5. 'Tis autumn now, and I am alone,
The flowers have bloomed, and the birds have flown;
All is sad, yet none so sad as I,
For my sailor lad no more was nigh.

6. My sailor sleeps beneath the wave,
The mermaids they kneel o'er his grave,
The mermaids they at the bottom of the sea,
Are weeping their sad tears for me.

7. I would that I were sleeping too,
In the silent wave of the ocean blue;
My soul to my God, my body in the sea,
And the wild waves rolling over me.

II.
Sung to Miss Eddy by Mrs. Daniel Ross, Shreve, O. Miss Eddy sends a third text, which is a little shorter.

[A tune is also given for this song.]

1. Our youthful hearts do ofttimes weep
For those who plow the briny deep;
Think how many find a grave
Beneath a wide, out spreading wave.
La la la la la, la la,
La la la la, la la la!
Think how many find a grave
Beneath a wide, out spreading wave.

2. But now I will relate a case
Which happened in my early days,
Of a sailor boy whose heart was true,
But now he lies in the ocean blue.

3. 'Twas early spring, the year was young,
The flowers did bloom, the birds they sung,
But not a bird was happier than I,
When my loved sailor boy was nigh.

4. The moon had risen o'er the eastern hills,
The stars they shone in the twilight still;
The sailor boy and his bride
Were walking by the ocean side.

5. 'Twas scarce three months since first we met,
But oh, how swift the moments fled!
And we must part at the dawning of the day,
And the proud ship bears my love away.

6. Long months passed away, he came no more
To his weeping bride on the ocean shore;
The ship went down at the howling of the storm,
And the waves closed o'er my lover's form.

7. Would that I were resting too,
Beneath the waves in the ocean blue;
My soul at rest in the bottom of the sea,
And the blue waves rolling over me.