There was a little ship And it sailed upon the sea

voiceSung by: Deanna Moore Benton, Arkansas May 18, 1961 Reel 383, Item 14 There was a little ship And it sailed upon the sea And it went by the name of The Merry Golden Tree As it sailed upon the lonesome, lonesome, low As it sailed upon the lonesome sea. It hadn't sailed East It hadn't sailed West But it sailed to theSouth In a very quiet sea As it sailed upon the lonesome, lonesome, low As she sailed upon thelonesome sea. She hoist her sails And away sailed she And she sailed till she came to The Turkey Sweivel Lee As she sailed upon the lonesome, lonesome, low As she sailed upon thelonesome sea. The captain of the ship Cried we'll surely have a wreck The captain cried We'll surely have a wreck If we sail upon the lonesome, lonesome, low If we sail upon the lonesome sea. A little cabin boy That ran along the deck Cried captain, oh captain What will you give me If I sink her in the lonesome, lonesome, low If I sink her in the lonesome sea I'll give you money And I'll give you fee And I have a loving daughter I'll marry unto thee If you'll sink her in thelonesome, lonesome low If you'll sink her in the lonesome sea. Collected by: Douglas Haynie for Miss. M.C. Parler THE MERRY GOLDEN TREE (Child 286)THE MERRY GOLDEN TREE (cont.) Reel 383, Item 14 He fell upon his breast And away swam he And he swam till he came to The turkey sweivel lee As he swam upon the lonesome, lonesome, low As they sailed upon the lonesome sea. He had a little tool All made for the use And he bored nine holes All in the hull at once As he sank her in the lonesome, lonesome, low As he sank her in the lonesome sea. He fell upon his breast And back swam he Crying captain, oh captain Won't you save me As they sailed upon the lonesome, lonesome, low As they sailed upon the lonesome sea. I'll not give you money And I'll not give you fee And I'll not be as good as I promised unto thee But I'll leave you in the lonesome, lonesome low But I'll leave you in the lonesome sea. He fell upon his breast And down sank he As he bid a farewell to The Merry Golden Tree. As they left him in the lonesome, lonesome, low As they left him in the lonesome sea.Funding for digitization provided by the Arkansas Humanities Council and the Happy Hollow Foundation