Young Collins - Bob Roberts

Young Collins Lyrics

[These lyrics are from the version of the song "Young Collins" recorded
by Peggy Seeger on the 1962 Prestige International record album
"A Song For You And Me" (INT 13058)]
Young Collins walked out from his field one day
Trees and flowers was in bloom - O
It was there he spied his own fair Ellen
A'washing a white marble stone - O
He called, he cried, he changed his mind
She called and waved her hand - O
Here, come here, Young Collins my dear
Your life is near at hand - O
He clasped a-round her slender waist
Kissed both cheek and chin - O
Till stars from heaven came a'twinkling down
To the place where Young Collins jumped in - O
He ran, he ran, to his father's house

Ran to his father's door - O
Dear father, father, come let me in
Come let me in once more - O
If I should die this very night
As I fear in my heart I will - O
Just bury me under that white marble stone
At the foot of fair Ellen's hill - O
Fair Ellen, she sat in her cottage door
Sewing on silks so fine - O
When there she spied his coffin a'coming
Just as far as her eyes could shine - O
She ordered his coffin be opened right there
She gazed on his cold, clay form - O
She took the last kiss from his cold, clay lips
So often they'd kissed her before - O
She ordered the curtains be brought right there
She trimmed them in silk so fine - O
Today, they'll weep on Young Collins' grave
Tomorrow, they'll grieve on mine - O
And the news went round through Davlyn Town
Printed on Davlyn's gate - O
Six pretty, fair maids did die last night
'Twas for Young Collins' fate - O
Lyrics Submitted by Gary Larson