My Pretty Quadroon, Lyric Variant 01, Copy


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My Pretty Quadroon, Lyric Variant 01, Copy


One leaf typewritten on the front side. The document is in fair physical condition. The document was laminated. The upper left corner, the upper right corner, and the lower right corner were folded into the laminate. There is significant fraying and tearing along the upper edge and along the lower edge. There is minor fraying along the left edge. Near the middle left edge there is a small hole torn through the paper. There is a moderate tear at the middle right edge. There is staining of unknown origins throughout the document. There is one textual note handwritten in pencil following the song text. The document is a carbon duplicate.


Folk songs, American Lovesickness -- Songs and music Slavery, United States -- Songs and music Feminine beauty (Aesthetics) --Songs and music

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Pretty Quadroon


W. L. Eury Appalachian Collection, Appalachian State University

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I. G. Greer


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My Pretty Quadroon.

Oh’ Who was as happy as I
She’d a brow like the blossoming pea,
And the light of her violet blue eye
Was shown on a darky like me.
Her face was exceedingly fair
She’d a cheek like the wild rose of June.
And the ringlets of her dark glossy hair,
Was the pride of my Pretty Quadroon.

My Pretty Quadroon, My flower that faded so soon.
My heart like the strings of my banjo,
Was broke for my Pretty Quadroon.

I knew not that I was a slave
So kind was my Massa to me,
So gentle so loving and true,
I had not one wish to be free.
For Massa had gardens and flowers
The flowers were always in bloom
But he grudged me one pretty wild flower
‘Twas Cola, my Pretty Quadroon.

Because I with grief tore my hair,
With a hand that was as white as his own,
He shackled and sold me afar,
To die in the rice fields alone.
I heed not the sting nor the smart
Nor the heat of the hot Summer noon.
‘Tis nothing I fear but this heart,
That breaks for my Pretty Quadroon.

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My Pretty Quadroon, Lyric Variant 01, Copy

Document Title

My Pretty Quadroon

Scholarly Classification

Brown, Additional Songs - 711

Dimensions - Original

215 mm x 355 mm

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Paul L. Robertson

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