The Jew's Garden- Goodwin (KY-OK) 1916 Moores
[My title, since The Jew's Daughter text is not found in this version. From the Moore's "Ballads and Folk Songs of the Southwest" 1964. Their notes follow.
R. Matteson 2015]
33 Sir Hugh or, The Jew's Daughter
IN the Annals of Waverly under the year 1255 is the story of Hugh of Lincoln, upon which this ballad (Child, No. 155) is based. Many European countries have similar stories of children being crucified by Jews in contempt of Jesus Christ. One of the most recent incidents occurred in Hungary in 1882 when "fifteen who were held for trial were absolutely acquitted in August, 1883, after more than a year of imprisonment. The shops of the Jews were plundered by Christians disappointed in the verdict!" (See Child, III, 243) Percy I, 54, identifies the piece as a Scottish ballad, while Motherwell, I, 202-206, lists a text from the "recitation of a lady" and includes a tune in II, 266. Jamieson, I, 140, in speaking of the bell-ringing motif of the ballad, made this interesting comment: "stories of church bells, on momentous occasion, ringing, untouched by mortal hands, are still commonly told and believed in Scotland and perhaps in every other Christian country."
Texts and references may be found in Arnold, 42-43; Belden , 69-7 3; Brewster, 129-33; Child, III,253-54; Cox, 120-27; Davis, 400-15; Eddy, 66-67; Henry, 102; Hudson, 116-1 7; Journal, Vol. xv, 195 (Krehbiel), Vol. XXXV, 344 (Tolman and Eddy), Vol. XXXIX, 108 (Hudson) and 2t2 (Rinker), Vol. XLIV, 296 (Parsons), Vol' LII' 43 (Treat); Newell, 76; Pound, 13-16; Randolph, I,-148-51; Scarborough, 53; Scarborough, Song Catcher, 171-75; and Sharp, I, 222-29.
[The Jew's Garden] The Jew's Daughter, sung by Mrs. M. M. Goodwin of Milfay. Mrs. Goodwin was born in Howell County, Missouri, and came to Oklahoma in 1916. She learned this song from her parents, who were born in Kentucky.
It rained a mist, it rained a mist;
It rained all over the land.
All the boys that were in our town
Went out to toss their ball, ball, ball,
Went out to toss their ball.
Sometimes they'd toss it up too high,
Sometimes down too low.
They tossed it in a Jew's garden,
Where none was darst to go, go, go,
Where none was darst to go.
Out come the Jew, all dressed in blue.
"Come in, little boy," she said. "Come in
And you shall have your ball again."
"I won't come in, I shan't come in,
In at your garden gate;
For I've oftimes heard my schoolmates say
I'd never come out any more, more, more,
I'd never come out any more."
She showed him a ripe and mellow apple
And then a gay gold ring.
She showed him a cherry as red as blood
Which 'ticed this little boy in, in, in
Which 'ticed this little boy in.
She took him by the lily-white hand
And led him through her parlor
And down in a dark and lonesome cellar,
Where none could hear him lament, lament
Where none could hear him lament.
She tied a string around his waist
And tied it to a joist
And called for a gold or silver vessel
To catch his heart's blood in, in, in
To catch his heart's blood in.
"Pray bury my Bible at my head,
My prayer book at my feet.
If any of my schoolmates inquire for me,
Pray tell them I'm asleep, sleep, sleep,
Pray tell them I'm asleep.
"Pray bury my prayer book at my feet,
My Bible at my head.
If father or mother inquire for me,
Pray tell them their little boy's dead, dead, dead,
Pray tell them their little boy's dead."