Cat. #0276 (MFH #93) - As sung by Mrs. Pearl Brewer, Pocahontas, Arkansas on November 2, 1958
VERSE 1
I will sing you a song of a lily white rose
It seems so strange but it's true
Of a cruel hearted woman, who's heart was like a stone
And O, how she flirted with the lads
It was on the rushing sea, where we sit side beside
And we watched th beautiful stream beneath our feet
There we whispered words of love
As th sweet birds sang above
And those words, they were gentle low and sweet
VERSE 2
O, th very next day, this fair maid was found
In th cold, cold stream
Where she threw herself all into drown
With a rose between her teeth,
Just as she seemed to say,
I want'a wear this rose in my crown
It was on the rushing sea, where we sit side beside
And we watched th beautiful stream beneath our feet
There we whispered words of love
As th sweet birds sang above
And those words, they were gentle low and sweet