Weaver Had a Wife
The weaver had a wife and the major loved her dearly;
And to her bed-side he appeared both late and early.
The weaver a-being away from home, away from home a-drinking,
The major come in with his gay gold guineas jingling.
The weaver come home within the night, which made them hurry, scurry.
"Where must I hide'" the major cried, "This is too bold a venture."
"You may hide under my bed-side Before I let him in."
"Oh, ho! my loving husband, for you I have been longing.
I have rolled my bed from side to side for the want of you, my darling."
He got up late in the night And through a grand mistake
He surely made, he put on the major's breeches.
As he rode along he spied a gold watch by his side, and guineas he had twenty.
He clasped his [= hand] in his pocket and found he had money plenty.
And then he saw his mistake: that he had on the major's breeches:
"And now I will return to my wife; perhaps she has got better."
He jumped and caroused all over the floor "Good Lord, how my breeches does
My wife lay sobbing on the old -- -- "With you I have been evil."
She cursed them breeches in her heart and wished [L them] to the devil.
"Oh, ho! my dear wife, unto [= you] I wager, I'm as fit to wear these breeches
as you are for the major."
It was obtained from Mrs. Samuel Harmon, Varnell, Georgia, 1930
From Henry, Folksongs From the Southern Highlands