guitars; voiceCollected by Merlin Mitchell Transcribed by Mary C. Parler Sung by Jerry and Ethel Mercer Forum, Arkansas May 7, 1950 Reel 50, Item 2 My Pretty Quadroon I'll Ne'er forget when I met Sweet Cora, my pretty quadroon. I see her dear eyes shining yet As we vowed to be true 'neath the moon. Her form was exceedingly fair And her cheeks like the wild rose in June; Her ringlets of dark saucy (?) hair Were the curls of my pretty quadroon. Chorus: Oh, my pretty quadroon, My flower that's faded too soon, My heart's like the strings on my banjo, All broken for my pretty quadroon. My heart's like the strings on my banjo, All broken for my pretty quadroon.Funding for digitization provided by the Arkansas Humanities Council and the Happy Holl...