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Willie Brook
Found in Willie_Brook.abc
from the John Chambers abc collection

X:1 T:Willie Brook B:Ruth Ann Musick, "Ballads and Songs from West Virginia," The Journal of American Folklore, Vol. 70, No. 278 (Oct.-Dec., 1957), 336-357. F:http://www.folkinfo.org/songs M:2/4 L:1/8 K:G G2 DE |G DE | G3/A/ GE| D3 w:Hark, my young friends, 'tis a mel-an-chol-y sound, B | d2 ED | B2 DD | (G3/A/) BG | HA2 w: The ar-rows of death fly-ing swift*-ly a-round; Bc | D2 ED | B2 DD | (G3/A/) BG | A3 w:There is one of your num-ber, a youth_ in this bloom, A | A3/A/ AA |(Ac) BA | G2 EE | D3 z |] w:Was called a-way by death,* Now lies cold in the tomb. W:Hearken my young friends, 'tis a melancholy song W:As the hours of life flow swiftly all around W:There's one of a number in youth's sudden bloom W:Been called away by death, now's lying in his tomb W: W:Although he is dead, he's inviting us to come W:Go read his inscription, go read it on his tomb W:Way down in yonders graveyard, go read it if you care W:And remember it won't be long till we're all lying there W: W:"And when I am dead, going down to my grave W:Six gallant young men I would wish for to have W:By the side of my coffin I'd have them to walk W:And of my sinful days I'd have them to talk" W: W:"They'll take me to my grave, and there they'll set me down W:While all of my young friends, they'll go weeping along W:They'll open my coffin and gaze awhile at me W:While I am calmly sleeping in a long eternity" W: W:"Four young men will take hold of me then W:They'll lower me down in that cold and icy grave W:They'll throw the gravel over me and make an awful sound W:While all my young friends go weeping around" W: W:His parents they thought they had taught him quite well W:They thought they had taught him to shun the gates of Hell W:But he hastened their council, his own way he took W:Remember this young man, his name was Willie Brook W: W:Come hearken my young friends, take a warning now from me W:Never place your young affections on sin and vanity W:Perhaps a loving savior will call on you too soon W:And then your morning sun will be cast down at noon. W:
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