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American Ballads and Folk Songs
"My brother and my sister died,
Likewise my pa and ma; They left me here so lonely on
The banks of the Pamanaw.
"And that's not all, young man," she said}
"A lover once was mine. He was a true, bold Indian scout
On the British bounty line.
"He courted me and he flattered me,
Called me his lovely squaw j But now he's gone and left me on
The banks of the Pamanaw."
Said I, "My pretty, fair maiden,
Come go along with me; I'll take you to a better land,
To a pale-face countree.
"Fll dress you up in costly robes,
The likes you never saw; No more you need to ramble on
The banks of the Pamanaw.
"Oh, no! Oh, no! young man," she said.
"This you may very well know, For I have taken, oh, my oath
To live with the red deer and doe.
"For the white folks may break their oaths j
Though I am but a squaw, I'll live and die and keep my vows
On the banks of the Pamanaw."