English Folk Songs from the Southern Appalachians

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	Earl Brand
	10 Sweet William he died from the wounds received, Fair Ellinor died with sorrow; Sweet William died with the wounds received And Ellinor died with sorrow. 11 Sweet William was buried at the upper church yard And Ellinor was buried close by. Out of William's grave spring a blood red rose And out of hers a briar. 12 They grew, they grew to the top of the church Where could not grow any higher. They wound, they tied in a true love knot, The rose wrapped round the briar. D

	2 O rise you up, you seven brothers all, And bring your sister down, It never can be said that a steward's son Shall take her out of town. 3 I thank you, kind sir, said he, I am no stewerd's son; My father's of the richest of kings And my mother's a Quaker's queen. 4 She lit on the milk-white steed, And he rode on the brown.
	5 Then they rode about three miles from town, And then he cast his eyes all around, And saw her father and seven brothers all Come trickling down the plain. 14