Green Willow Tree- Hauser (AR) 1960 Hunter REC
[From the Max Hunter Collection on-line, edited for punctuation and spelling.]
Green Willow Tree- As sung by Oliva Hauser, Farmington, Arkansas on July 5, 1960
Listen: http://maxhunter.missouristate.edu/songinformation.aspx?ID=0519
VERSE 1
There was a fine ship started out on the sea
Cryin', O the lonesome low
Well, there was a fine ship started out on the sea
Went by the name of the Green Willow Tree
While sailing in the lowlands, lonesome, low
While sailing in the lowland low
VERSE 2
She wasn't on the sea more than a week or three
Cryin', O the lonesome low
She wasn't on the sea more than a week or three
When she was overtaken by the Turkish Revillie
While sailing in the lowlands, lonesome, low
While sailing in the lowland low
VERSE 3
Up stepped the Captain, O what shall we do
Cryin', O the lonesome low
Up stepped the Captain, O what shall we do
She'll overtake us, cut us into
While sailing in the lowlands, lonesome, low
While sailing in the lowland low
VERSE 4
Up stepped the cabin boy, what'll you give to me
Cryin', O the lonesome low
Up stepped the cabin boy, what'll you give to me
If I'll go an' sink that Turkish Revillie
While sailing in the lowlands, lonesome, low
While sailing in the lowland low.
VERSE 5
O, it's, I will give you gold an' it's I will give to thee
Cryin', O the lonesome low
O, it's, I will give you gold an' it's I will give to thee
My eldest daughter, your wedded bride shall be
While sailing in the lowlands, lonesome, low
While sailing in the lowland low
VERSE 6
He fell upon his breast an' away swam he
Cryin', O the lonesome low
He fell upon his breast an' away swam he
He set his course for the Turkish Revillie
While sailing in the lowlands, lonesome, low
While sailing in the lowland low
VERSE 7
He dove beneath an' there he went to work
Cryin', O the lonesome low
He dove beneath an' there he went to work
He bored nine holes an' he bored 'em in a jerk
While sailing in the lowlands, lonesome, low
While sailing in the lowland low
VERSE 8
He fell upon his breast an' away swam he
Cryin', O the lonesome low
He fell upon his breast an' away swam he
He set his course for the Green Willow Tree
While sailing in the lowlands, lonesome, low
While sailing in the lowland low
VERSE 9
Captain, O Captain, won't you take me on board
Cryin', O the lonesome low
Captain, O Captain, won't you take me on board
An' will you be as good as your word
While sailing in the lowlands, lonesome, low
While sailing in the lowland low
VERSE 10
No kind sir, I won't take you on board
Cryin', O the lonesome low
No kind sir, I won't take you on board
Neither will I be as good as my word
While sailing in the lowlands, lonesome, low
While sailing in the lowland low
VERSE 11
If it wasn't for the respect I have for your crew
Cryin', O the lonesome low
If it wasn't for the respect I have for your crew
Well, I'd take time an' I'd sink you too
While sailing in the lowlands, lonesome, low
While sailing in the lowland low
VERSE 12
Then he fell upon his breast an' away swam he
Cryin', O the lonesome low
Then he fell upon his breast an' away swam he
He bid farewell to the Green Willow Tree
While sailing in the lowlands, lonesome, low
While sailing in the lowland low