A SONG FROM LONG AGO
keeps rolling around the dark and cob webbed hallways of my mind and won't leave. Words may be partly wrong but some of you old timers help me out.
MY FATHER OFTEN TOLD ME
THAT MONEY WOULD SET ME FREE
IF I WOULD MURDER THAT DEAR LITTLE GIRL
WHO'S NAME WAS ROSALYN LEE
AND NOW HE SITS IN HIS CABIN DOOR
A WATCHIN WITH TEARS IN EYES
A LOOKIN AT HIS ONLY SON
UP ON THE SCAFFOLD HIGH
There is a lot more to it but I can only remember bits and pieces of it.
MY FATHER OFTEN TOLD ME
THAT MONEY WOULD SET ME FREE
IF I WOULD MURDER THAT DEAR LITTLE GIRL
WHO'S NAME WAS ROSALYN LEE
AND NOW HE SITS IN HIS CABIN DOOR
A WATCHIN WITH TEARS IN EYES
A LOOKIN AT HIS ONLY SON
UP ON THE SCAFFOLD HIGH
There is a lot more to it but I can only remember bits and pieces of it.
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Nick Cave and the Bad Seed.
Never heard of it, but googled it right up:
Down in the willow garden, me and my love did meet
And as we sat a-courting, my love fell off to sleep
I had a bottle of burgundy wine; my love, she did not know
And so I poisoned that dear little girl along the banks below
Along the banks below
I drew my saber through her; it was a bloody night
I threw her in the river, which was a dreadful sight
My father often told me that money would set me free
And so I murdered that dear little girl whose name was Rose Connelly
Whose name was Rose Connelly
My father sits at his cabin door wiping his tear-dimmed eyes
His only son soon should walk to yonder scaffold high
My race is run beneath the sun; the scaffold now waits for me
For I did murder that dear little girl whose name was Rose Connelly
Whose name was Rose Connelly
Whose name was Rose Connelly0 -
I ain't no ol' timer like DWS, He Dog, 'Clouder or you..but here ya go ..
The Willow Garden
Down in the willow garden, me and my love did meet
And as we sat a-courting, my love fell off to sleep
I had a bottle of burgundy wine; my love, she did not know
And so I poisoned that dear little girl along the banks below
Along the banks below
I drew my saber through her; it was a bloody night
I threw her in the river, which was a dreadful sight
My father often told me that money would set me free
And so I murdered that dear little girl whose name was Rose Connelly
Whose name was Rose Connelly
My father sits at his cabin door wiping his tear-dimmed eyes
His only son soon should walk to yonder scaffold high
My race is run beneath the sun; the scaffold now waits for me
For I did murder that dear little girl whose name was Rose Connelly
Whose name was Rose Connelly
Whose name was Rose Connelly0 -
You were lookin' over my shoulder!!!! 0 -
Don't know the writer but I think it was recorded by the Country Gentlemen. Recently recorded by Lonesome River Band. A bluegrass song in 3/4 time. 0 -
How old is it? 0 -
I'd say mid 60's. Gonna do a search for Country Gentlemen. There were several similar songs by various artists around that era. I think it may have been started by The Kingston Trio's "Hang down your head, Tom Dooley". Man kills lover, man hangs or goes to prison. 0 -
Sometimes, I think it's a shame, when I get feelin better when I'm feelin no pain. 0 -
Played by Old And In The Way in 1973, and in pre-Dead days by Jerry with an unidentified band in Burlingame in 1962. Listed as Grateful Dead lyrics.
I gather it is actually a traditional Blue Grass number. Writer seems to be unknown0 -
Sundown, Gordan Lightfoot
Got Guns?0 -
You better take care, if I find you've been creeping 'round my back stair. 0 -
Guys I heard a version of it when I was a kid, (about 60 years ago) [:(] 0 -
Luv them oldies... 
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