London City- Morgan Sexton (KY) pre1976 REC
[From the recording on June Appal — Shady Grove also from the video Morgan Sexton: Banjo Player from Bull Creek. born in 1911 Morgan learned most of his early songs from his sister Hattie who played banjo died when she was 18. I've dated thjis 1776 when he retired but it's surely older. Notes from his National Heritage Fellowship award follow.
R. Matteson 2017]
"London City Where I Did Dwell" sung by Morgan Sexton of Linefork, Southeastern Kentucky.
[banjo]
London city where I did dwell,
A railroad boy I loved so well.
He courted me, my heart away,
And then left me, well he would not stay.
There was a girl in that same town,
He courted her oh he sot her down.
He sot her down upon his knee
And he told to her what he wouldn't tell me.
I don't know the reason why
Unless she's got more gold than I.
Her gold will melt and her silver will fly
And I hope some day she'll be as poor as I.
It was late in the day when her poppy came home
Well he wanted to know where his daughter had gone.
He went upstairs, at her door he spoke
Cause he saw her hanging by a rope.
He took his knife and he cut her down,
And on her breast, these words he found:
"Go dig my grave both wide and deep,
A marble stone at my head and feet.
Upon my grave, a lily white dove
To show the world that I died for love.
And around my grave, a little fence
To show this world that I had no sense.
Morgan Sexton was born January 28, 1911, in Linefork, Kentucky, to Shaderick (Shade) and Harriet Cornett Sexton. As a young boy, he said, "my cousin, Press Whitaker, and me got some old lard buckets and cut the bottoms out and fixed us some banjos. They sounded awful, but we played them like they were real banjos."
Sexton's father was a banjo player, and he began to teach his son to play, but shortly thereafter he became ill and died, leaving his wife with seven children and no source of income. "When I was about 11 years, I quit school to go to work for my uncle gathering crops. I was 13 when I worked in a sawmill for 50 cents a day. From there, I went to work cutting railroad ties," Sexton recalled.
Despite the long hours and hard labor, Sexton continued to play the banjo, helped along by his sister, Hettie. When he was 17, he bought his first real banjo for $10.86 from the Sears Roebuck catalogue. "I had to walk four miles to Ulvah to pick it up," he said. "I played it all the way back home. I would try to play it every day when I got home from work."
Sexton was 25 when he met and married his wife, Virgie Hayes. At that time, he was working "up on Bull Creek logging timber." A year later, he started working in the coal mines. "This was long before they started to use the rockdust (powdered limestone) they use now (to keep the coal dust down)." The conditions in the mines were oppressive, and by the time Sexton retired in 1976, he had contracted silicosis, a disease of the lungs caused by coal (or quarry) dust.
Over the years, playing the banjo was a great joy for Sexton. Throughout his lifetime, he played for his family and friends, keeping active his repertoire of hundreds of traditional ballads, love songs, and dance tunes. When neighbors came to his house, he liked to entertain them with his music and stories of his childhood in Kentucky. Everyone in Sexton's family played the banjo, including his mother, who died in 1947.
Both Sexton's singing and instrumental styles were unaffected by contemporary influences and musical ideas. His banjo picking was a delicate and absolute individualized version of the Appalachian two-fingered style, liquid and serene, each melody using its own particular tuning in the old-fashioned way. Although Sexton usually played by himself, he was sometimes joined by his neighbor Boyd Watts, a fiddler, at schoolhouse events, at Christmas, and in end-of-the-school-year programs. At square dances, however, the banjo alone was passed from one player to the next.
During the last decade of his life, Sexton began to play and sing in public, performing at the Celebration of Traditional Music at Berea College and the Seedtime on the Cumberland Festival in Whitesburg, Kentucky, in addition to demonstrating his talents on many radio programs and at local events. He was honored at the Banjo Institute in Lebanon, Tennessee. Sexton prided himself in preserving the old-time banjo styles he learned growing up and in teaching his nephew, Lee Sexton, to carry this tradition on for future generations.