Nellie Gray

VoiceCollected by Bill Reynolds Sung by For Mary C. Parler Mr. Ed Higgins Transcribed by Bill Reynolds Fayetteville, Ark. January 11, 1960 Reel 335, Item 3 My Darling Nellie Gray There's a low green valley On the old Kentucky Shore Where I whiled many happy hours away. A sitting and a singing By my little cottage door While my banjo sweetly I would play. Oh, my poor Nellie Gray They have taken her away And I'll never see my darling anymore. They have taken her to Georgia For to wear her life away A toiling in the cotton and the cane. The moon climbed the mountain And the stars were shining, too Then I'd take my darling Nellie Gray. We would float down the river In my little red canoe And my banjo sweetly I would play. Oh, my eyes are getting blinded And I cannot see my way Hark! There's sone one knocking at my door. I can hear those angel voices And I see my Nellie Gray Farewell to the old Kentucky Shore.Funding for digitization provided by the Arkansas Humanities Council and the Happy Hollow Foundation