Didn't get the Porter scans (Richiematt7@gmail.com).
According to A Book of Scattered Leaves: Poetry of Poverty in Broadside Ballads, Volume 1 by James G. Hepburn , the Brown broadside is 1832-1837 but probably closer to 1837 when Taylor stopped printing new material.
I found this unusual version of Bramble that probably should be found in an Appendix since it's different. You can listen here: https://www.floridamemory.com/items/show/239440 Dark-Haired Lass is about 7:20 on top audio clip.
My quick transcription follows (corrections?):
The Black-Haired Lass- starts with a fiddle tune in minor; arranged by Robert H. Beers, performed 1963. Performed by Evelyne and Bob Beers.
VERSE 1: Down in the lowland there did dwell A comely maid I knew fair well And for her favor many did go To tip a cup of kindness with her brothers-O In the lowland low.
CHORUS- She's as wan[1] with a delicate air She was a flower beyond compare. Many's the lad did tipple his glass All for the love of the black haired lass.
VERSE 2: Now there was a lad I knew him well, All up on the mountain he did dwell, And for her favor many did go To tip a cup of kindness with her brothers-O In the lowland low. (Chorus)
VERSE 3: Now she did mark his comely eye And in her bower she did cry, Not for his favor she did go To tip a cup of kindness with her brothers-O In the lowland low. (Chorus)
VERSE 4: Then on his [their] way her brothers did fly By their wicked blade this youth did die And for their favor he did go To tip a cup of kindness with her brothers-O In the lowland low. (Chorus)
VERSE 5: And in the twilight of the year His ghostly form it did appear. And for her favor he did go To tip a cup of kindness with her brothers-O In the lowland low. (Chorus)
VERSE 6: Oh maiden, maiden hear me well, False-hearted kindred here doth dwell Take heed my flight to all who go To tip a cup of kindness with her brothers-O In the lowland low. (Chorus)