BRUTON TOWN II
(learned from Charlie Brown in about 1968, but i don't know where he learned it;.the words and music are very different from Ellen Faust's version)
In Bruton town there lived a farmer
They sat a-courtin' one fine evenin'
So they rose up early, early in the mornin',
They rode over hills and over valleys,
When they returned late, late in the evenin',
She lay across her bedside weepin',
So she rose up early, early in the mornin',
She rode over hills and over mountains
His red rosy cheeks they had been fadin'
When she returned late, late in the evenin',
(from miriam berg's folksong collection)
Who had two sons and a daughter dear,
And among them all was the servant boy
He was the daughter's dearest dear.
TRhe brothers hearing what they said,
One said, This courtship must be ended,
For the likes of this, it will never do.
A game of huntin' for to go,
And this young man, him they did flatter,
To come and hunt along with them.
To places where they were unknown
Until they came to a ditch of briers,
And there they killed him, and left him alone.
The sister asked where the servant was.
Oh, we've lost him in the wild woods a-huntin'.
You'll never see your love again.
It came to her as in a dream
That they'd taken him beyond the regions
And there they killed him, and left him alone.
And dressed herself in rich array.
Oh, I'll go and find my lost true lover,
Or end the balance of my days.
To places where she was unknown,
Until she came to that ditch of briers,
And there she found him dead and alone.
His lips were like the marble wine
She kissed them over and over sayin',
You were that darlin' friend of mine.
The brothers asked where the servant was.
Oh, it's hold your tongues, you deceitful villains,
For you both shall be hung for the sake of one.