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WAXFORD GIRL (THE NOEL GIRL; THE OXFORD GIRL; THE LEXINGTON MURDER) Sung by: John Harrell Recorded in Marshall, AR 6/14/63 Click here to listen to the original recording I used to live and dwell, But in the town of Waxford, I owned a flour mill. I fell in love with a Waxford girl With a dark and rolling eye. I asked her to marry me; It was her own reply. We walked down to her sister's house, A wedding to provide. I asked her to walk with me Along the riverside. We walked, we talked, we walked along 'Til we came to level ground. I took a stick from 'round the fence And knocked this lady down. "Oh John, oh John, what have you done . . ." (Mr. Harrell: "Nope, I've missed that. Dr. Wolf: "Well, I can rub it out. Just go ahead." Mr. Harrell: "Let's see.") I took her by those yellow locks And slung her 'round and 'round. I slung her in the river That run through Waxford town. "Lie there, lie there, you Waxford girl. Lie there, lie there," I cried. "Lie there, lie there, you Waxford girl. To me you'll never be tied." 'Twas ten o'clock or after When I got home that night. There set my poor old mother, All in a dreadful fright. "Oh son, oh son, what have you done To soil your hands and clothes?" The answer that I give her Was a-bleeding at the nose. I called for a candle To light me off to bed. The next for a napkin To go around my head. Come, all ye young people, Take warning of me. Don't kill your true lover; It is a cruel deed. Also found in Randolph, Vol. II, #150, "The Noel Girl"; Brown, Vol. II, #65, "The Lexington Murder"; Belden, p. 133, "The Oxford Girl." |
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