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Ballads and Songs
OLD GRAMPUS See New Jersey Journal of Education, June, 1927, p. 9; Journal, XIII, 230—23i;XXXIV, ii3;XXVI, I44;XXXIX, 167; Scarborough,pp. 136— 137; Brown, p. 11; Fuson, p. 186; Shoemaker, 3rd ed., p. 303; Flanders and Brown, pp. 182—183; Folk-Lore Journal, I, 385; Folk-Lore, XXV, 387.
"Growler." This was spoken of as "an old stage song" that used to be caroled to his passengers by Jesse Steppe, for many years a well-known stage-driver of North Carolina. The words were obtained from his grand­daughter, Mrs. Elsie Burnette, who lives in the Craggy Range of the Blue Ridge Mountains, North Fork Road, Black Mountain, North Carolina.
1. Old Growler is dead and laid in his grave,
He, he, laid in his grave! There grew a fine apple-tree out of his head, He, he, out of his head.
2. There came an old woman to gather them all,
He, he, to gather them all 1 Old Growler raised up and gave her a kick,
He, he, and gave her a kick And sent her off a-hippity hop,
He, he, a-hippity hop!
"Old Robin." Obtained from Miss Mary E. King, Gatlinburg, Sevier County, Tennessee, Aug. 12, 1929.
1. Old Robin is dead and laid in his grave,
Laid in his grave, laid in his grave, Old Robin is dead and laid in his grave, ho, ho.
2. A tall apple tree grows over his grave,
Over his grave, over his grave, A tall apple tree grows over his grave, ho, ho.
3. The apples were ripe, beginning to fall,
Beginning to fall, beginning to fall, The apples were ripe, beginning to fall, ho, ho.

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