Hedy West - The Brown Girl lyrics

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Hedy West - The Brown Girl lyrics

"O mother, O mother," Thomas said As he walked out at the door "Should I marry fair Ellender Or go fetch the brown girl home?" "The brown girl she has house and land Ellen she has none Therefore, I advise you, Thomas, my son Go fetch the brown girl home." He rode, he rode to Ellen's house He knocked at the bell and it rung There was none so ready as Ellen herself Ellender did come "What news, what news?" Ellen said "What news to me do you bring?" "I've come to invite you to my wedding Tomorrow's the day it'll be." "Sad news, sad news," Ellen said "Sad news to me, I presume I intended to be the bride myself And you to be the groom "Mother, mother," Ellen said As he walked out at the door "Should I go to Thomas' wedding Or tarry all day at home?" "Ellen, you know your friends will be there And also all your foes Therefore, I advise you, Ellen, my daughter Tarry all day at home." "Mother, I know my friends will be there And also all my foes But if life spares me till tomorrow morning To Lord Thomas' wedding I'll go." She rode, she rode to Thomas' house And she knocked at the bell and it rung There was none so ready as Thomas himself Thomas he did come He taken her by the lily-white hand He led her across the hall He set her down by his bride's left side Among the ladies all "Thomas, Thomas," Ellen said "Your bride looks wonderful brown You once coulda had as fair a lady As ever the sun shined on." "Yes, Ellen, yes, Ellen," Thomas said "My bride is wonderful brown I have more love for your little finger Than the brown girl's house and land." Now, the brown girl had a little penknife That was so keen and sharp She turned around to fair Ellender And pierced it in her heart "What's the matter, what's the matter?" Thomas said "What makes you look so pale? You always look so red and rosy What makes your color fail?" "Are you blind, are you blind?" Ellen said "Or can't you very well see? Don't you see my own heart's blood Come a-tricklin' down my knee?" He taken the brown girl by the hand Led her across the floor Cut her head short off with his sword And kicked it against the door Put the point of the sword to his breast The handle on the floor He hollered out, "Oh, boys, boys Was there ever such a weddin' before?" He hollered out, "Boys, boys Dig our graves so deep Cover us up with marble stones Marble stones so neat." He hollered out, "Boys, boys Paint our coffin black Bury fair Ellender in my arms The brown girl at my back."

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