Cat. #0361 (MFH #424) - As sung by Mrs. Lizzie Maguire, Fayetteville, Arkansas on June 23, 1959
VERSE 1
An ole woman lived on a sea shore
Bow down, bow down
There was an ole woman lived on a sea shore
Come, bow your bends to me
There was an ole woman lived on a sea shore
And she had daughters, three or four
And I'll be true, true to my love
If he'll be true to me
VERSE 2
There was a young man went a courting there
Bow down, bow down
There was a young man went a courting there
Come, bow your bends to me
There was a young man went a courting there
And he picked on th youngest fair
An' I'll be true, true t' my love
If he'll be true to me
VERSE 3
Bought his love a gay gold ring
Bow down, bow down
He bought his love a gay gold ring
Come, bow your bends to me
He bought his love a gay gold ring
And the oldest not a single thing
And I'll be true, true t'my love
If he'll be true t' me
VERSE 4
Sister, O sister, let's take a walk
Bow down, bow down
Sister, O sister, let's take a walk
Come, bow your bends to me
Sister, oh sister, let's take a walk
That we might have a social talk
And I'll be true, true to my love
If he'll be true t' me
VERSE 5
Walked along th river bank
Bow down, bow down
They walked along th river bank
Come, bow your bends to me
They walked along th river bank
And th oldest pushed th youngest in
An' I'll be true, true t' my love
If he'll be true t' me
VERSE 6
Sister, sister, lend me your hand
Bow down, bow down
Sister, O sister, lend me your hand
Come, bow your bends to me
Sister, O sister, lend me your hand
That I might go home again
And I'll be true, true t' my love
If he'll be true t' me
VERSE 7
Sister, oh sister, I'll give you my hand
Bow down, bow down
Sister, oh sister, I'll give you my hand
Come, bow your bends to me
Sister, oh sister, I'll give you my hand
If you will give me them rings again
And I'll be true, true t' my love
If he'll be true t' me
VERSE 8
Off'a those fingers, she pulled those rings
Bow down, bow down
Off'a those fingers, she pulled those rings
Come, bow your bends to me
Off'a those fingers, she pulled those rings
And pushed her back in again
An' I'll be true, true to my love
If you'll be true to me
VERSE 9
They hung th miller on th gallows, so high
Bow down, bow down
Th miller was hung on th gallows, so high
Come, bow your bends to me
Th miller was hung on th gallows, so high
And th oldest, right close by
An' I'll be true, true t' my love
If he'll be true t' me