English folk songs from the southern Appalachians : comprising 122 songs and ballads, and 323 tunes . m all,Sing halifor, etc. 6 One day the old devil he come,Sing halifor, etc. *l Says: Now, old man, Ive come after your wife,Sing halifor, etc. 8 He picked her up all on his back, And away he went to old tarn pie {or temple) shack,Sing halifor, etc. 9 He took her down unto his den,Sing halifor, etc. io Where he had bells, blubs, blinds and chains,Sing halifor, etc. ii She picked up the axe and mauled out his brains,Sing halifor, etc. 12 He picked her up all on his back,And away he went to old t
English folk songs from the southern Appalachians : comprising 122 songs and ballads, and 323 tunes . m all,Sing halifor, etc. 6 One day the old devil he come,Sing halifor, etc. *l Says: Now, old man, Ive come after your wife,Sing halifor, etc. 8 He picked her up all on his back, And away he went to old tarn pie {or temple) shack,Sing halifor, etc. 9 He took her down unto his den,Sing halifor, etc. io Where he had bells, blubs, blinds and chains,Sing halifor, etc. ii She picked up the axe and mauled out his brains,Sing halifor, etc. 12 He picked her up all on his back,And away he went to old tample shack,Sing halifor, etc. 13 Says: Here, old man, you may have your wife,Shes almost plagued me out of my life, Sing halifor, etc. 14 And now you see what women can do,They can conquer men and the devil too,Sing halifor, etc. Hexatonic. Mode 1, b. B Sung by Mr. N. B. Chisholmat Woodridge, Va., Sept. 21, 1916 <*) 18 ^F it w— b 1. There was an old man lived un - der the hill, Sing pg ^ *=¥ -r—*^-^—#—*- If he aint moved a way hes ti ro rat - tie - ing day, 140 The Farmers Curst Wife. 2 This old man went out to his plough,To see the old devil fiy over his mow. 3 The old man cries out: I am undone,For the devil has come for my oldest son. 4 Its not your oldest son I want, But your damned old scolding wife Ill have. 5 He took the oM woman upon his back,And off he went with her packed in a sack. 6 He packed her back in one corner of hell,Saying: I hope the old devil will use you well. 7 Twelve little devils came walking by, Then she up with her foot and kicked eleven in the fire. 8 The odd little devil peeped over the wall, Saying: Take her back, daddy, or she will kill us all. 9 She was six months going and eight coming back,And she called for the mush she left in the pot io The old man lay sick in the bed. With an old pewter pipe she battered his head. n The old man cries out: I am to be cursed,She has been to hell and come back worse. 141 No. 35 The Golden Vanity H
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