East Virginia Traditional - Buell Kazee When I left East Virginia, North Carolina I did roam There I called at a fair youn lady, what was her name I didnot know Her hair, it was all dark brown curly, her cheeks they were all rosy red Upon her breast she wore a ribbon, for that I wish I was there Her papa said that we might mary, her mama said it would not do Oh, come here, dear, and I will tell you, I will tell you waht I'll do Some dark night we'll take a ramble, I will run away with you Or I'd rather be in some dark holler, where the sun refuse to shine As for you to be some other mad woman (...) to call you mine   alles-uke.de