Folk and Traditional Song Lyrics:
Jealous Brothers

Jealous Brothers

Jealous Brothers

Late one evening, a couple sat talking
Two brothers were listening what were said
Saying, "This courtship, it's got to be ended
Or lay this young man in his grave
Or lay this young man in his grave"

Late that evening, it's talking of a hunting
They insisting upon him to go
They kept on insisting upon him
Till, at last, he'd agreed to go
Till, at last, he'd agreed to go

They rode over hills and mountains
Many of a path that were unknown
They rode till they came to some dark hollow
And there they left him dead alone
And there they left him dead alone

Late that evening, as they returned
The sister inquiring of her own true love
Saying, "He got lost in a game of hunting
And there were no more seen of him
And there were no more seen of him"

She rose up early next morning
Dressed in her silk so fine
She rode all over hills and mountains
And a many of a path were unknown
And a many of a path were unknown

She rode till she came to some dark hollow
And there she found him dead alone
She turned him over and ever
Crying, "Darling bosom friend of mine"
Crying, "Darling bosom friend of mine"

DT #309
Laws M32