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108 Ballads and Songs of Michigan
She heeded not the drenching rain, Nor storms, nor tempest roar; She threw her cloak about her And quickly left the door.
3 The night passed on and morning came; Still Betsy was not home;
She left her parent for to weep And wonder where she'd roamed. Her mother went in search of her; She cried in accents wild, *T11 search the kingdom over Until I find my child."
4 The mother went in search of her; She searched the kingdom over. She searched the kingdom over, But Betsy was no more.
Her mother then returned home, And on her bed did lie; And in a few days after Of a broken heart she died.
5 Six weeks was spent to no avail In searching the country round;
Till Squire McCullough rode out one day
To hunt with all his hounds.
And in the shade the fox he strayed
Beneath the old oak tree;
'Twas there the dogs did bark and bite
And there did sniff the clay.
6 And all that horn or whip could do Would not drive the hounds away; The gentlemen they gathered around And called for pick and spade.
And then they found beneath the ground The murdered, missing maid. The body that was once so white Was black with many blows. |
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