The Max Hunter Folk Song Collection

I Dream't Of My True Love Last Night

Cat. #0537 (MFH #369) - As sung by Mr. William Edens, Mont Ne, Arkansas on August 17, 1960

VERSE 1
I dream't of my true love last night
My arms grow around 'er
But when I woke, it was a joke
I had to live without 'er

VERSE 2
Her yella locks like lumps of gold
A dangling on my pillow
A pretty little girl that I loved so well
They call her Rainbow Willow

VERSE 3
I went unto her uncles house
Inquiring of my darling
There is none here, such as you say
Which put my heart to weeping

VERSE 4
My voice ascended to her chamber door
An' hers unto my window
So freely I'd be with you, my dear
But locks an' bolts doth hinder

VERSE 5
My passion flew, my sword I drew
Her room I swore I'd enter
An' locks an' bolts like thunder roars
I soon came in there with her

VERSE 6
Her uncle an' two other men
Straight after me did follow
They swore before they would part with her
In my hearts blood they'd wallow

VERSE 7
Th blood was spill't from every side
An' I got my love from among them
Come all brave boys such brides as this
Fight on till you overcome them

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