| Исполнитель: | Buck Ramsey (English) |
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Sung by Mrs. Irene Carlisle at Farmington, Arkansas, 1942. So far as is known, "The Brazos River" has never been collected except for the single instance here given. Mrs. Carlisle learned it herself in 1921 from a hired man who had lived in Texas, but beyond that nothing is known of its origin or of its wider dissemination |
We crossed the wide Pecos, we forded the Nu-eces
We swum the Guada-lupe, we followed the Brazos,
Red River runs rusty, the Wichita clear,
But it was down by the Brazos I courted my dear.
(Chorus)
Lie la lie lee, Lily, give me your hand,
Lie la lie lee, Lily, give me your hand,
Lie la lie lee, Lily, give me your hand,
There's many a river that waters this land.
The fair Ange-lina runs glossy and gliding,
The crooked Colo-rado runs weaving and winding,
The slow San An-tonio courses the plains,
But I’ll never walk by the Brazos again.
(Chorus) (My Brazos River sweetheart has left me and gone. )
She hugged me, she kissed me, she called me her dandy,
The Trinity’s muddy, the Brazos quick sandy,
She hugged me, she kissed me, she called me her own,
But down by the Brazos she left me a-lone.
(Chorus) (The Trinity's muddy, but the Brazos quicksand)
The girls of Little River, they're plump and they're purty
On the Sulphur and the Sabine there’s many a beauty,
By the banks of the Neches there's girls by the score,
But down by the Brazos I'll wander no more.
(Chorus) (There's a-many a river that waters the land.)
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