Lass of Roch Royal, Lyric Variant 02, Copy

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.

Ballads, English

Love--Songs and music

Farewells--Songs and music

Birds--Songs and music

Must I Go to Mississippi, Annie of Lochryan, The Lass of Lochroyan, Love Gregory, Blue-Eyed Boy, Oh Who Will Shoe My Foot, Careless Love, I'll Hang My Harp, Should I Prove False to Thee, Cold Winter's Night, Lord Gregory, Winter's Night, Little Betty Ann, The Storms are on the Ocean, An Old Love Song, Lass of Rock Royal

AC.113 Isaac Garfield (I.G.) Greer Papers and Recordings

W. L. Eury Appalachian Collection, Appalachian State University

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

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English

Text

Don't You See That Little Bird

Don't you see that little bird,
Hopping from vine to vine?
Lamenting for its own true love
As I do mourn for mine.

Chorus:
The storms are on the ocean,
The sea will cease to roam.
The earth will loose it's motion
If I prove false to thee.

If there's no change in the ocean,
If there's no change in the sea,
If there's no change in you my love
There'll be no change in me.

There is no change in the ocean,
There is no change in the sea,
If there's no change in you, my love,
There'll be no change in me.

I asked your Mama for you, dear.
she said you wase too young.
I wish I had never saw you, dear
And I had never been born.

Who will shoe your little feet,
And who will glove your hands?
And who will kiss your red rosy lips
When I'm in a foreign land?

My Papa will shoe my pretty little feet,
My Mama will glove my hands.
And you may kiss my red rosy lips
When you return again.

Child, 76 Brown, Older Ballads - Mostly British - 22 Cox, 13 Combs, 21

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