The James T. Callow Folklore Archive

THE BLACK HAIRED LASS

DOWN IN THE VALLEY THERE DID DWELL, A
COMELY MAID I KNEW SO WELL, FOR HER FAVOR MANY WOULD GO, TO TIP A CUP
OF KINDNESS WITH HER BROTHERS, OH LO LAND LOW. SHE SIPPED WINE WITH
A DELICATE AIR, SHE WAS A FLOWER BEYOND COMPARE, MANY A-LAD WOULD
TIP OF HIS GLASS ALL FOR THE LOVE OF THE BLACK HAIRED LASS.
AND THERE A YOUTH I KNEW HIM WELL, UP ON THE MOUNTAIN HE DID DWELL,
FOR HER FAVOR HE DID GO TO TIP A CUP OF KINDNESS WITH HER BROTHERS,
OH, IN THE LOW LANDS, LOW. (CHORUS) AND BY HIS WAY HER BROTHERS DID
LIE, AND BY THEIR WICKED LADY DIED, AS FOR HER FAVORS HE DID GO,
TO TIP A CUP OF KINDNESS WITH HER BROTHERS, OH IN THE LOW LANDS, LOW.
(CHORUS) WAS IN THE TWILIGHT OF THE YEAR, HIS GHOSTLY FOREHEAD DID
APPEAR, AND FOR HER FAVOR IT WOULD GO, TO TIP A CUP OF KINDNESS
WITH HER BROTHERS, OH IN THE LOW LANDS, LOW. (CHORUS) OH MAIDEN,
MAIDEN, HEAR ME WELL, FALSE HEARTED KINDRED HERE DO DWELL, TAKE
HEED, TAKE HEED OF THOSE WHO GO TO TIP A CUP OF KINDNESS WITH YOUR
BROTHERS, OH, IN THE LOW LANDS, LOW. (CHORUS)

Where learned: MICHIGAN ; HARPER WOODS

Date learned: CA03001974