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American Ballads and Folk Songs
"O Jimmie, can't you tarry here with me,
Not leave me alone distracted in pain?
But since death is the dagger that has cut us asunder,
And wide is the gulf, love, between you and I . . ."
As I walked out one evening just as the sun went down, I carelessly did ramble till I came to Trenton town. I heard two maids conversing as slowly I passed by. One said she loved a farmer's son, the other a shanty-boy.
* From Rickaby's Ballads and Songs of the Shanty-Boy (Cambridge, Mass.: Harvard University Press).