Cat. #1487 (MFH #602) - As sung by Reba Jenkins, Wheatland, Missouri on January 27, 1973
VERSE 1
Way down in th meadow
Where th lily first blows
Where th wind form th mountains
N'er ruffles th rose
Lives fond Evalinia
Th sweet little dove
Th pride of th valley
Th girl that I love
CHORUS:
Dear Evalinia, sweet Evalinia
My love for you
Will never, never die
Dear Evalinia, sweet Evalinia
My love for you
Will never, never die
VERSE 2
She's fair like a rose
Like a lamb she is meek
An' she never was known
To put paint on her cheek
In th most graceful curls
Hangs her raven black hair
An' she never requires
Per-fum-ery there
VERSE 3
Evalinia an' I
One fair evening June
Took a walk all alone
In th light of th moon
Th planets all shown
For th heavens were clear
An' I felt 'round my heart
Tre-mend-ous-ly queer
VERSE 4
Three years have gone by
An' I not got a dollar
Evalinia still lives
In that grassy hollow
Although I am fated
To marry her never
I've sworn that I love her
Forever an' ever