I was born in East Virginia To North Carolina I did go There I spied a fair young lady And her age I did not know Her hair was dark in color Her cheeks were rosy red Upon her breast she wore white lilies Where I longed to lay my head Oh, at my heart you are my darlin' At my door you're welcome in At my gate I'll always meet you For you're the girl I tried to win I'd rather be in some dark holler Where the sun refuse to shine Than for you to be another man's darlin' And to know you'll never be mine
This is good stuff. THANKS
36lb22 3 months ago
Just found this on here last night. Thanks so much for posting it. It's sad and beautiful. Can't get enough of the Carter Family, or of Maybelle and her guitar. This must be very early Carter Family. Notice the traditional southern mountain pronunciation of hair, Carolina, etc.
Wonderful. Thank you again.
photodocmark 1 year ago 2