The Max Hunter Folk Song Collection

My Parents Raised Me Tenderly

Cat. #0021 (MFH #411) - As sung by Mr. Frank Pool, Fayetteville, Arkansas on January 6, 1958

VERSE 1
My parents raised me tenderly
For they had no child but me
My mind be'in bent on rambling
At home I could'nt agree
And I became a rover
But it grieved my heart to know
T' leave my kind old parents
T' never to see, no more

VERSE 2
I then set out for Mexico
Strange faces for to see
And handsome Jenny Walker
Who fell in love with me
She was pretty and she was handsome
She was loving and she was kind
But th girl I left behind me
Was the object of my mind

VERSE 3
Well, I saddled my horse, one morning
Rode down on Georgie Square
Th mail coach arriven
Th postman was there
He handed me a letter
Which give me t' understand
That th girl I left behind me
Had married a 'nother man

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