MY OLD BROWN COAT AND ME
(THE OLD BROWN COAT)
Sung by: Mrs. Ben Daugherty
Recorded in Cave City, AR 8/10/58

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The moon was up; the stars were out,
The birds was singing free.
Come listen while I sing about
My old brown coat and me.

I wore a suit of homespun jeans,
Very plain, you see,
And all the ladies in the town
Laughed at my coat and me.

I toiled upon my father's farm
'Til I was twenty-one,
And then a little farm of my own,
And then my life begin.

I feel in love with Mary Bray,
Whose father owns a store.
There's not a girl in all this town
Can wear such clothes as she.

Mary Bray was very proud,
And haughty as could be.
She said that she could never wed
My old brown coat and me.

I never stopped to plead the case,
For pleading was in vain.
I bid farewell to Mary Bray;
Never saw her face again.

Mary Bray was very proud,
And haughty as could be.
She married to a lawyer's son
Whose name was Jesse Lee.

He wore a suit of shining black
That made him look so grand.
And Mary thought that he would make
A proud and handsome man.

Alas, alas, her husband went
A tyrant on the sea.
Now Mary wishes that she had wed
My old brown coat and me.

I'm married now and money, too;
Oh, my home, it is plain,
There's not a man in all this town
Can wear such clothes as I.

Remember well the old brown coat,
Very plain you see,
Can cover up a good a heart,
As ever in the land.

Also found in Randolph, Vol. IV, #791, "The Old Brown Coat."

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