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No. 13
The Cherry-Tree Carol A
Sung by Mrs. Tom Rice Hexatonic. Mode i, b. at Big Laurel, N. C, Aug. 17, 1916
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2 And then Mary said to Joseph so meek and so mild: Gather me some cherries, Joseph, for I am with child.
3 Then Joseph said to Mary so rough and unkind: Let the daddy of the baby get the cherries for thine.
4 Then the baby spoke out of its mother's womb:
Bow down you lofty cherry trees, let my mammy have some.
5 Then the cherry tree bent and it bowed like a bow,
So that Mary picked cherries from the uppermost bough.
6 Then Joseph took Mary all on his left knee,
Saying : Lord have mercy on me and what I have done.
7 Then Joseph took Mary all on his right knee,
Saying: O my little Saviour, when your birthday shall be, The hills and high mountains shall bow unto thee.
8 Then the baby spoke out of its mother's womb :
On old Christmas morning my birthday shall be {or, it'll be just
before day), When the hills and high mountains shall bow unto me. |
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