(Traditional / A.P. Carter) (1935)
The Carter Family
Also recorded by :
Chet Atkins; Johnny Cash; Roy Clark; Bill Clifton; Tommy Collins;
Cowboy Copas; Eugene Cox; Josh Crowe; Bob Dylan; Duane Eddy;
Ramblin' Jack Elliott; Flatt & Scruggs; Bill Frisell;
Great American String Band; David Holt; Sid King; Will Lee;
The Lilly Brothers; Joe Maphis; Gerry McGee; Mike Ness;
The New Lost City Ramblers; The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band;
Boots Randolph; David Schnaufer; John Sebastian;
James Alan Shelton; Kilby Snow; 10,000 Maniacs; Hank Thompson;
Merle Travis; Clarence White; Keith Whitley; Kai Winding;
Mac Wiseman; Wood Brothers.
Oh, I'll twine with my mingles and waving black hair
With the roses so red and the lilies so fair
And the myrtles so bright with emerald dew
The pale and the leader and eyes look like blue.
Oh, I'll dance, I will sing and my laugh shall be gay
I will charm ev'ry heart, in his crown I will sway
When I woke from my dreaming, idols were clay
All portions of love then had all flown away.
Oh, he taught me to love him and promised to love
And to cherish me over all others above
How my heart now is wond'ring misery can tell
He's left me no warning, no words of farewell.
Oh, he taught me to love him and called me his flow'r
That was blooming to cheer him through life's dreary hour
Oh, I'm longing to see him through life's dark hour
He's gone and neglected this pale wildwood flower.
I'LL TWINE 'MID THE RINGLETS
(Maud Irving / J.P. Webster) (1860)
Recorded by: Robin & Linda Williams
I'll twine 'mid the ringlets of my raven black hair
The lilies so pale and the roses so fair
The myrtle so bright with an emeral hue
And the pale aronatus with eyes of bright blue.
I'll sing and I'll dance, my laugh shall be gay
I'll cease this wild weeping, drive sorrow away.
Tho' my heart is now breaking, he never shall know
That his name made me tremble and my pale cheeks to glow.
I'll think of him never, I'll be wildly gay
I'll charm ev'ry heart, and the crowd I will sway.
I'll live yet to see him regret the dark hour
When he won, then neglected, the frail wildwood flower.
He told me he loved me, and promis'd to love
Trough ill and misfortune, all others above
Another has won him; ah, misery to tell
He left me in silence, no word of farewell.
He taught me to love him, he call'd me his flower
That blossom'd for him all the brighter each hour
But I woke from my dreaming, my idol was clay
My visions of love have all faded away.