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The Jam at Gerry's Rock
This ballad is widely known among lumberjacks. It had its origin in Maine (see Introduction, pp. xi-xii) but has travelled far from home. It is in Lomax, Cowboy Songs, as "Foreman Monroe," pp. 174 ff.; Shoemaker, North Pennsylvania Minstrelsy, pp. 72 ff.; Focus, IV, 428-429 (from Virginia). It has been found in West Virginia by J. H. Cox; in Michigan by B. L. Jones (Folk-Lore in Michigan, p. 4) and by Miss Alma Blount. It has also made its way to Scotland (see Grieg, Folk-Song of the North-East, No. CXXXII).
"Jam at Gerry's Rock," as taken down for the editor in 1915 by Mrs. F. H. Eckstorm, Brewer, Maine, who has several copies, all practically identical.
i Come all you brave shanty boys, And list while I relate Concerning a young shanty boy And his untimely fate;
2 Concerning a young river man,
So manly, true, and brave; T was on a jam at Gerry's Rock He met his watery grave.
3 T was on a Sunday morning,
As you will quickly hear, Our logs were piled up mountain high, We could not keep them clear.