Old Virginny - Jean Ritchie

I was born in old Virginny

To North Carolina I did go;

I fell in love with a pretty fair maiden

And her name I did not know

Her hair was of some brightsome color

Her cheeks were of a rosy red

And in my heart I loved her dearly

Many a tear for her I shed

To my heart you are my darling

At my door you’re welcome in;

At my gate I’ll meet you my darling

Oh, if your love I could only win

When I am asleep I’m a-dreaming about you

When I’m awake I find no rest

And every moment seems like an hour

With aching pains all across my breast

I’d rather be in some dark valley

Where that sun don’t never shine

Than to see you another man’s darling

When I know that you should be mine

When I am dead and in my coffin

And my feet’s towards the sun

Come and sit beside me darling

Come and think on the way you done