The Green Valley- Blackston (AR) 1960 REC; Bronson 27
"The Green Valley"- Sung by Bob Blackston, Springdale, Ark., January 6, 1960. LC/AAFS, rec. No. 12,044(B16).
I married me a wife and I took her home,
I wish to the devil I'd let her alone,
While the dew flies over the green valley
While the dew flies over the green valley.
The very first day I came in from the plow:
Dear little wife, is dinner ready now?
While the dew flies over the green valley
While the dew flies over the green valley.
Get out from here, you trifling dwelf, [1]
If you want any dinner, you can cook it yourself,
While the dew flies over the green valley
While the dew flies over the green valley.
I turned around, walked back to the barn
And I cut me a hick'ry as long as my arm,
While the dew flies over the green valley
While the dew flies over tle green valley.
I turned around, went walking back,
And around her little back it went whickety-whack,
While the dew flies over the green valley
While the dew flies over the green valley.
Next day I came in, everything was prepared,
Yes, sir, and No, sir, to every word.
While the dew flies over the green valley
While the dew fies over the green valley.
Go tell your rmother and the rest of your kin
That I brought you under with a hick'ry limb.
While the dew flies over the green valley
While the dew flies over the green valley'
Footnote:
1. Combination of two common word found in this place: dwelp and elf.