Morning Fair /Traditional / Frank Proffitt/cover

Morning Fair is a song I heard Frank Proffitt play on the banjo. He learned it from his Aunt. It`s there version of the traditional folk song. I play it on guitar, all might post a banjo version someday.

Morning fair Frank Proffitt lyrics

As I woke up one morning fair

To take a walk all in the air,
I thought I heard my true love say,
“Oh turn and come my way.

“You told me tales, you told me lies,
You courted a girl worth more than I.
But gold will fade and silver will fly,
My love for you will never die.

“Oh, tell me, Willie, oh tell me please,
Do you take her upon your knees
And hug and kiss her all so free
And tell her things you won't tell me?

“Is it because that I am poor
That you turn me far from your door
To wander out in a cruel dark world
Because you love a rich man's girl?”

“She gave me cake, she gave me wine,
I rode out in her carriage fine;
She set herself upon my knee
And begged and kissed me all so free.

“Her father gives to me his land
And also of his daughter's hand;
To give it up, a fool I'd be,
To trade it all for the love of thee.”

She went upstairs, up to her bed;
An aching was all in her head;
A rope she tied around the sill;
They found her hanging, cold and still.

There in her bosom was this note,
All with her pen these words she wrote:
“Heap up my grave so very high
So Willie can see as he rides by.”