701. The Little Logwood Cabin
'The Little Logwood Cabin.' Sung by Bascom Lamar Lunsford, Turkey Creek, Buncombe county. As the original recording was of very poor quality, this editor asked the singer, who visited him in Chapel Hill in 1952, to sing the song once more.
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There's a lit - tie log - wood cab - in way down in
Ten-nes - see Where the mom - ing glo - ries creep a - round the
door. There's a lit - tie yel - ler girl - ie, she's wait - ing
there fo' me, She's been my lad - y love year or
When we were littie Pick - anny
long go We of - ten played to - geth - er in the
sand. In the eve - ning when the sun was sink - ing low,
of - ten tell her while I held her hand:
My hon - ey, — I more than love you.
Cast dem big eyes up - on me.
Gim-me your Ut - tie brown hand. If you will be my miss - us,
We'll live on po'k an' kiss-es. Hon - ey, does you love your man?
Scale: Hexachordal, plagal. Tonal Center: d. Structure: aba1cdhH1b1be1g (2,2,2,2,2,2,2,1,2,2,2,2). Over-all form: aa1bb1cc1 (4,4,4,3,4,4). In measures 14 and 15 there is an evident shortening of values with consequent shifting of the melodic line. (Compare measure 11: "we often played together" with measures 14-15: "I often tell her, while . . . .") Thus the over-all structure is shortened to 23 measures.