PINERY BOY



Oh, a raftsman's life is a wearisome one,

It causes many fair maids to weep and mourn.

It causes them to weep and mourn

For the loss of a true love that never can return,



"O father, O father, build me a boat,

That down the Wisconsin I may float,

And every raft that I pass by

There I will inquire for my sweet Pinery Boy."



As she was rowing down the stream

She saw three rafts all in a string.

She hailed the pilot as they drew nigh,

And there she did inquire for her sweet Pinery Boy.



"O pilot, O pilot, tell me true,

Is my sweet Willie among your crew?

Oh, tell me quick and give me joy,

For none other will I have but my sweet Pinery Boy."



"Oh, auburn was the color of his hair,

His eyes were blue and his cheeks were fair.

His lips were of a ruby fine;

Ten thousand times they've met with mine."



"O honored lady, he is not here.

He's drownded in the dells I fear.

'Twas at Lone Rock as we passed by,

Oh, there is where we left your sweet Pinery Boy."



She wrung her hands and tore her hair,

Just like a lady in great despair,

She rowed her boat against Lone Rock

You'd a-thought this fair lady's heart was broke.



"Dig me a grave both long and deep,

Place a marble slab at my head and feet;

And on my breast a turtle dove

To let the world know that I died for love.

And at my feet a spreading oak

To let the world know that my heart was broke."



note: Popular in Britain, Australia, Canada and U.S., as A

Soldier's life, A Sailor's Life etc. RG

@love @death @parting

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