The King's Daughter- Scott/Enzor (KY) 1957 Roberts
[From Roberts; In the Pines; 1978, with music. Roberts and Agey's notes follow.
R. Matteson 2014]
Two other texts have been reported from Kentucky: Shearin and Combs in KySyllabus and Wynnan and Brockway in Lonesome Tunes p. 82. I have one other text, collected in Harlan County. The present, "The Kings' Daughters," was recorded by Ina Mae Enzor, Harlan County, from the singing of her grandmother, Cassie Scott, in 1957.
SCALE: Hexatonic (e f# g a b d), MODE: Plagal- RANGE: b - b' (Perfect octave). TONAL CENTER: E; Circular tune. PHRASE STRUCTURE: A B A1 CCl (3, 2,3,2,2). MELODIC RELATIONSHIP: Compare final four measures above with bars 9 to 16 in "House Carpenter" of this collection. Also Cf. SharpK I, Nos. 34 and B "Lady Isabel and the Elf Knight" -final four measures of each.
The King's Daughter- Sung by Cassie Scott in 1957.
So take a part of your father's gold,
Likewise of your mother's fee,
And [the] two best horses that's in your father's stable
Wherein stands thirty and three, three, three,
Wherein stands thirty and three.
She brought some of her father's gold
And some of her mother's fee
And two of the best horses
Wherein the stable stood thirty and three, three, three
Wherein the stable stood thirty and three.
She jumped on the pony black
And he on the dapple gray
They rode to the banks of the river
Three long hours before it was day, day, day
Three long hours before it was day.
Light ye down, light ye down, my pretty Colin
Light ye down, light ye down, said he
Six Kings' daughters I've drowned here
And the seventh ye shall be, be, be
And the seventh ye shall be.
O take off that new silk gown
O take it off of thee
It cost too much of your father's gold
To lie rottin' in the salt sea, sea, sea
To lie rottin' in the salt sea sand.
Turn your body around about
And look upon a tree
To keep from seeing an undressed woman
On the banks of the salt sea, sea, sea
On the banks of the salt sea shore.
He turned his body round about
And looked upon the tree
She picked him up by the stren'th of her arms
And throwed him in the deep sea, sea, sea
And throwed him in the deep sea.
Give me your hand, my pretty Colin
Give me your hand, my dear
I'll be your servant so long as I live
And wait upon thee both night and day, day, day
Wait upon thee both night and day.
Lie there, lie there, you false-hearted wretch
Lie there in stead of me,
Six Kings' daughters you've drowned here
And the seventh has drowned thee, thee, thee
And the seventh has drowned thee.
She jumped on the pony[1] black
And leading on the dapply gray
She rode to her father's gate
One long hour before it was day, day, day
One long hour before it was day.
Then up spoke the little Parrot
What made you stray, my pretty Colin,
So long before it's day, day, day
So long before it's day?
Hold your tongue, hold your tongue, my little parrot
And tell me tales on me
Your cage shall be of gold yeller beat [2]
And locked with a silver key, key, key
And locked with a silver key.
Then up woke the old man
What made you raise, my little parrot
So long before it was day, day, day
So long before it was day?
The old puss come close to my cage
Waylaying to take my life
And I called on my Pretty Colin
To scare the old puss away, 'way,'way
To scare the old puss away.
Well done, well done, my little parrot
Well done, well done, said he
Your cage shall be of the gold yeller beat
Doors of the finest ivory, 'ry, 'ry
Doors of the finest ivory.
1. bonny
2. refers to "beaten" gold