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AMERICAN BALLADS AND SONGS 31
He took the brown girl's head from the shoulders And threw it to the ground.
He put the handle on the ground,
The point was towards his heart. Those three true lovers they very well met,
But sadly they did depart.
" 0 dig my grave," Lord Thomas he said,
" Dig it both wide and deep, And lay fair Ellen in my arms,
And the brown girl at my feet."
Out of Lord Thomas there grew a golden briar,
And out of fair Ellen a thorn; Those three true lovers they very well met,
But better they'd never been born.
13 THE HANGMAN'S SONG
"Hangman, hangman, slack up your rope,
0 slack it for a while, I looked over yonder and I see Paw coming,
He's walked for many a long mile."
"Say Paw, say Paw, have you brung me any gold,
Any gold for to pay my fine?" "No sir, no sir, I've brung you no gold,