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5. "Oh, no, my dear maiden, that never could be; For I have a true tour1 in my own country
And I'll never forsake her, for I know she loves me; For her heart is as true as the pretty Mohea."
6. 'Twas early one morning, a morning in May, That to this fair maiden these words I did say: "I'm going to leave you, so farewell, my dear,
My ship's sails are spreading and home I must stur."2
7. The last time I saw her she stood on the strand And as my boat passed her, she waved me her hand, Saying, "When you have landed with the girl you love, Think of the little Mohea in the cocoanut grove."
8. And then when I landed on my own native shore, With my friends and relations around me once more, I gazed all about me, not one could 1 see,
That was fit to compare with the pretty Mohea.
9. And the girl that I trusted proved untrue to me;
So I'll turn my course back and fare o'er the deep sea; I'll turn my course back and from this land I'll flee; I'll go spend my days with the little Mohea.
"Little Mohea." Obtained from Miss Mary Riddle, Black Mountain, Buncombe County, North Carolina, 1925.
1. As I was roaming for pleasure one day,
Out in the sweet wild-wood to fly time away; As I was amusing myself in the grass,
Well, who did I see but a fine Indian lass ?
2. She sat down beside me and taking my hand,
Said, "You must be a stranger and in some strange land, But if you will follow, you are welcome to come And dwell in the cottage that I call my home."
1 mistake for love.
2 for st/r or steer.