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Happy Love 195
73 THE DOG AND THE GUN
For references to English and American sources see Tolman and Eddy, JAFL, XXIX, 171-173. notes by George Lyman Kittredge See also Cox, pp. 384-386; Eddy, No. 59, Flanders and Brown, pp. 117-118; Hudson, JAFL, XXXIX, 113-114; Mackenzie, pp. 80-81; Scarborough, pp. 227-230; Sharp, I, 377-378; and Thomas, pp. 170-171.
Version A was sung in 1933 by Mr. Karl Jensen, Pentwater; he had learned the song fifty years earlier from Mrs Stennett, who had migrated thirty years before from England to Canada and later to Kent, Michigan. |
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A wealthy young squire, the truth you shall hear,
He courted a nobleman's daughter so fair;
For to be married it was their intent;
Their friends and relations had given their consent.
The time it was set all for the wedding day, And a farmer was chosen to give her away. No sooner the lady the farmer espied, "I'm ruined, I'm ruined!" the lady she cried.
Instead of bemg married she went to her bed,
The thoughts of her farmer still ran through her head.
And a way for to gain him she quickly did find,
For the thoughts of the farmer still ran through her mind. |
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It's jacket, coat, breeches the fair maid put on; She went a-hunting with her dog and her gun.
She hunted all round where the farmer did dwell, Because in her heart she loved him so well. Many times did she fire, but nothing did she kill, Till at length the young farmer came out in the field.
"I thought you had gone," the fair lady she cried, "To wait on the squire and to give him his bride." "O no," cried the farmer, "if the truth I must tell, I'll not give her away, for I love her too well." |
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