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Book TitleAuthorDateNotes
Song TitleSweet lovely Joan
Roud No.592
Collected FromSawyer, David [Phoebus]
LocationOgbourne St. Andrew
Collected ByWilliams, Alfred
Alternative Title
Source PrimaryWSRO: 2598/36 Packet 4: Wiltshire: Williams, A: MS collection No Wt 469
Source SecondaryWilts and Gloucestershire Standard, 16th October, 1915, p 2, Part 3, No. 4: Williams, A: Folk songs of the upper Thames, p 46
Song Lyrics
Verse 1

A story to you I will relate,
Concerning of a pretty maid,
Concerning of sweet lovely Joan,
As she sat milking all alone.

Verse 2

As she sat milking on a day,
A traveller did chance that way;
At his side there hung a shining blade,
And he rode upon a milk white steed.

Verse 3

He said, "Good morning, my pretty maid!"
"Here's twice good morning, sir," she said.
"What are you milking all alone?"
"Oh yes!" replied sweet lovely Joan.

Verse 4

Then he pulled out a purse of gold,
And said, "Fair maid, all this behold!
All this I'll give for thee to wed.'
And her cheeks they blushed like the roses red."

Verse 5

She said, "Young man, I pray, forbear,
And do not leave me in despair,
For tomorrow morning I'm to be wed,
And my true love's to take me, as he has said."

Verse 6

Then he did make a solemn vow,
That he would have her, whether or no,
But this he said was to frighten Joan,
As she sat milking all alone.

Verse 7

"Oh, give me the gold in mine own hand,
And I will be at your command;
For the gold would be more use to me,
Than twenty husbands sir," said she.

Verse 8

He gave to her the purse of gold,
While down on the grass the coin she told;
While down on the grass the coin she told,
She gave him the empty purse to hold.

Verse 9

He looked around him for a bed,
But she mounted on the milk white steed;
He cried aloud, but t'was in vain,
For she never once looked back again.

Verse 10

But lovely Joan was not quite safe yet,
Until she came to her true love's gate;
For she'd robbed him of his steed and gold,
And given him the empty purse to hold.
Print Song Lyrics
Williams, Alfred: Ms / WGS: 'Obtained of David Sawyer, the old sheep shearer of Ogbourne.'

Williams, Alfred: FSUT: 'Obtained of David, Sawyer, Ogbourne.'

Transcribed and edited by Chris Wildridge, 2010.



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