Ella's Grave, Lyric Variant 03
 


Citation

“Ella's Grave, Lyric Variant 03,” Appalachian State University Libraries Digital Collections, accessed December 4, 2023, https://omeka.library.appstate.edu/items/show/31500.


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Title

Ella's Grave, Lyric Variant 03

Description

This item is part of the I. G. Greer Folksong Collection which consists of more than 300 individual song titles and their variants as collected by Isaac Garfield Greer (1881-1967) from informants, primarily in Ashe, Wilkes and Watauga counties. The collection includes manuscripts, typescript transcriptions produced by Dr. Greer’s clerical staff, and handwritten musical notations. Songs range from traditional Child Ballads, traditional English and Scottish ballads as well as their American variants, to 19th century popular music to musical compositions of local origin.

Subject

Ballads
Death--Songs and music
Love--Songs and music
Tombs--Songs and music

Publisher

W. L. Eury Appalachian Collection, Appalachian State University

Contributor

Greer, I. G. (Isaac Garfield), 1881-1967

Format

PDF

Language

English

Type

Text

Transcription

Sweet Ella’s Grave.

Gentle zephyrs ,blow ye lightly
On the place where sleeps the dead.
Where the moonbeams shining brightly
Hovers round the narrow bed.

First Chorus.

Over yoxnder joy creeps,
‘Tis thep place where Ella sleeps.
Over yonder joy creeps,
‘Tis theplace whe e Ella sleeps.

When the night of death came o’er her,
And her eyes began to close,
Happy dreams went on before her
Calling to a sweet repose.

Second Chorus.
Then she fell in slumber deep,
Leaving us below to weep.
Then she fell in slumber deep
Leaving us below to weep.


Angel wings have borne her spirit
To the fairest land of love,
Where the blessed power inspired
All the Father’s holy love.

Third Chorus.
There where I love her memory keeps
In the grave sweet Ella sleeps.
There where love her memory keeps
In the grave sweet Ella sleeps.

Then sweet zephyrs,blow ye highly
On the sacred hallowed spot,
Where the moonbeams shining brightly
Oh it ne’er can be forgot.

First Chorus

Scholarly Classification

Brown, Additional Songs - 319

File name

113_EllasGrave_Lyric_03

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