Rosy May


Verse 1

Come darkies, listen unto me,
A story I will relate,
It happened in the valley
Of the Carolina State.


O dearest Rosy May,
You're as lovely as the day!
Your eyes are bright, they shine at night,
When the moon is far away.

Verse 2

It was down in the meadows,
Where I used to mow the hay,
And I always worked the harder,
When I thought of Rosy May.


Verse 3

My master gave me a holiday,
He said he'd give me more,
I very kindly thanked him,
As I rowed my boat from shore.


Verse 4

Then down the river I did go,
With my heart so light and gay,
To the cottage of my own true love,
My dearest Rosy May.