Jockey to the Fair


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Jockey to the Fair


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.


Folk songs, English--United States
Marriage proposals--Songs and music
Fairs--Songs and music
Courtship--Songs and music

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With Jockey to the Fair, 'Twas on the Morn


W. L. Eury Appalachian Collection, Appalachian State University


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








Jockey To the Fair
It was on the morn of sweet May day,
When nature painted all things gay,
Taught birds to sing and lambs to play,
And gild the meadows ran.
Young Jockey early in the dawn,
His Sunday coat the youth put on,
For Jenny had vowed away to run,
With Jockey to the fair.
For Jenny had etc.

The cheerful parish bells had rung,
With eager steps he trudged along,
With flowery garlands round him hung,
Which shepherds used to wear:
He tapped the window--haste my dear-
Jenny impatient cried who is there?
It is I my love, and no one near,
Step gently down, you have naught to fear,
With Jockey to the fair, etc.

My dad and mamma is fast asleep,
My brothers is up and with the sheep,
And will you still your promise keep,
Which I have heard you swear?
And will you ever constant prove?
I will by all the powers-abov of love,
And never deceive my charming dove:
Dispel these doubts, and haste, my love,
With Jockey to the fair, etc.

Behold the ring! the shepherd cried,
Will Jenny be my charming bride?
Let Cupid be our happy guide,
And Hymen meet us there.
Then Jockey did his vowel renew,
He would be constant, would be true:
His word was pledged away she flew,
Over cowslip lift with balmy dew,
With Jockey to the fair, etc.

In rapture meet the jovial throng,
Their gay companions blithe and young:
Each join the dance, each join the song,
And hail the happy day:
Returned, there is none so fond as they,
They blessed the kind propitious day,
The smiling morn of blooming May,
When lovely Jenny ran away,
With Jockey to the fair, etc.

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