WE MET Sung by: Mrs. E.P.J. Garrott Recorded in Batesville, AR, 7/18/52 Click here to listen to the original recording We met, 'twas in a crowd, And I thought he would shun me; He came--I could not speak-- For his eyes were upon me. I was leaning on the arm As the bride of another. Oh, thou hast been the cause Of this anguish, my mother. And once again we met, And a fair girl was near him; He bent and whispered low As I once used to hear him. Bright gems were in my hair, And my feelings I smother. Oh, thou hast been the cause Of this anguish, my mother. |
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