As I was a walking For pleasure one day,

VoiceCollected by Mebane Harrison and Tom Wilson Sung by Mrs. T. M. Davis For M. C. Parler Fayetteville, Arkansas Transcribed by Mebane Harrison and Tom Wilson January 17, 1960 Reel 338, Item 17 Little Mohee As I was a walking For pleasure one day, I sought recreation, So I careless did stray. As I sat a musing Out in the cool shade, Its who should come a nign me, But a fair Indian maid. She stepped up to me And took me by the hand Saying, "You are a stranger, Not one of our land. But if you will follow, And go now with me, I'll teach you the language Of the Little Mohee." Saying, "If you will follow, You're welcome to go, And live with me always In the cocoanut grove." "Oh, no, my fair maiden, That never could be, For I have a true love In my own country. And her heart's just as true as The Little Mohee. The last time I saw her, She stood on the stran. And as I passed by her, She waved me her hand Saying, "When you are landed In your own native land. Just think of the Little Mohee In the cocoanut grove." Oh, now I am landed In my own native land. My friends and relations Around me do stand. I looked all around me, But none could I see That would even compare With the pretty Mohee.Funding for digitization provided by the Arkansas Humanities Council and the Happy Hollow Foundation