Gypsy Laddie, Lyric Variant 03
 

Title

Gypsy Laddie, Lyric Variant 03

Description

One leaf typewritten in blue ink on the front side. The document is in good physical condition. The document was laminated. There are tears on all four edges. The upper right corner and both lower corners are folded into the laminate. The document was vertically folded in half. There are textual corrections handwritten in black ink.

Subject

Ballads, English Ballads, Irish Ballads, Scots Adultery -- Songs and music

Alternative Title

Gypsy Davie

Publisher

W. L. Eury Appalachian Collection, Appalachian State University

Date Created

5/19/2008

Contributor

I. G. Greer

Rights

The images and audio files contained in the "So Mote It Ever Be: The Folksong Heritage of North Carolina's Northern Blue Ridge Mountains" collection are available for free personal, non-commercial, and educational use, provided that proper citation is used (e.g. I. G. Greer/W. Amos Abrams Manuscript Files Series, Folksong Files Subseries. W. L. Eury Appalachian Collection. Special Collections. Appalachian State University, Boone, NC). Any commercial use of the materials without the written permission of Appalachian State University is strictly prohibited. Please contact the Appalachian State University W. L. Eury Appalachian Collection with specific questions or with requests for further information.

Format

pdf

Language

English
English

Type

Typescript

Transcription

Black Jack David

Black Jack David come ridin' through the woods,
Singin' so loud and merry
That the green hills all around him rang,
And he charmed the heart of a lady,
And he charmed the heart of a lady.

How old are you, my pretty little miss,
How old are you my lady.
She answered him with a “gee, he, he”,
I'll be sixteen next summer,
I'll be sixteen next summer.

Come, go with me, my pretty little miss,

Come, go with me, my lady
I'll take you across the deep blue sea,
Where you never shall want for money,
Where you never shall want for money.

Won't you pull off those high-heeled shoes,
All made of Spanish leather,
Won't you put on some low-heeled shoes,
And we'll ride off together,
And we'll ride off together.

She soon pulled off those high-heeled shoes,
All made of Spanish leather,
She put on those low-heeled shoes,
And they rode off together,
And they rode off together.
'Twas late at night when the land-lord came,
Inquirin' for his lady.
He was posted by a fair young maid:
She's gone with Black Jack David,
She's gone with Black Jack David.

Go saddle me my noble steed,
Go bridle me my derby
I'll ride to the east, I'll ride to the west,
Or overtake my lady,
Or overtake my lady.

He rode till he came to the deep below,
The stream was deep and muddy.
Tears came tricklin' down his cheeks
For there he spied his lady,
For there he spied his lady.

“How can youl leave your house and land,
How can you leave your baby,
How can you leave your husband dear,
To go with Black Jack David,
To go with Black Jack Davy ?

Very well can I leave my house and land,
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxband dear,
Very well can I leave my baby,
Much better can I leave my husband dear,
To go with Black Jack David,
To go with Black Jack David,

Last night I lay on a feather bed,
Beside my husband and baby,
Tonight I lay on the cold damp ground,
Beside the Black Jack David,
Beside the Black Jack David.

Classification Title

Gypsy Laddie, Lyric Variant 03

Document Title

Black Jack David

Scholarly Classification

Child, 200 Brown, Older Ballads - Mostly British - 37 Randolph, 27 Cox, 21

Dimensions - Original

214 mm x 277 mm

Upload Date

2013-09-26

File name

113_GypsyLaddie_Lyric_03

Transcription Date

2008-05-19

Transcribed By

Paul L. Robertson

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