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Lyrics for Oxford Tragedy Or The Millers Apprentice by Unknown:
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| | Album: | Unknown | | Track: | Oxford Tragedy Or The Millers Apprentice | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 144 | | | | Lyrics: | The Oxford Tragedy (or the Miller's Apprentice)
Once there was a little tailor
boy
About sixteen years of age;
My father hired me to a miller
That I might learn the
trade.
I fell in love with a Knoxville girl,
Her name was Flora Dean.
Her rosy
cheeks, her curly hair,
I really did admire.
Her father he persuaded me
To take
Flora for a wife;
The devil he persuaded me
To take Flora's life.
Up stepped
her mother so bold and gay,
So boldly she did stand;
Johnny dear, go marry her
And
take her off my hands.
I went unto her father's house
About nine o'clock at
night,
A-asking her to take a walk
To do some prively talk.
We had not got so
very far
Till looking around and around,
He stooping down picked up a stick
And
knocks little Flora down.
She fell upon her bended knees,
For mercy she did
cry:
O Johnny dear, don't murder me,
For I'm not fit to die.
I took her by her
lily-white hands
A-slung her around and around ;
I drug her off to the
river-side,
And plunged her in to drown.
I returned back to my miller's
house
About nine o'clock at night,
But little did my miller know
What I had been
about.
The miller turned around and about,
Said:" Johnny, what blooded your
clothes?"
Me being so apt to take a hint:
By bleeding at the nose.
About nine
or ten days after that,
Little Flora she was found
A-floating down by her father's
house
Who lived in Knoxville town.
From English Folk Songs from the Southern
Appalachians, Sharp
Collected from Mary Wilson and Mrs. Townley, Kentucky,
1917
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