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8 Songs and Ballads
io And to their sad misfortune, Sorrow, grief, and woe, All torn and mangled on the shore Lay the head of young Monroe.
11 We picked it up most carefully,
Smoothed back his raven hair, There was one fair girl among the rest Whose cries did rend the air.
12 There was one fair girl among the rest,
A maid from Saginaw town; Her moans and cries would rend the skies, For her true love lay there drowned.
13 We buried him quite decently
All on the tenth of May. Come all of you bold shanty boys And for your leader pray.
14 Engraved upon a hemlock tree
That on the bank did grow Is the name and date of the drowning Of that hero, young Monroe.
15 Her mother was a widow,
Lived down by the river side; Miss Clark, she was a noble girl, And his intended bride.
16 The wages of her own true love
The boss to her did pay, And a liberal subscription she received From the shanty boys next day.