Weaver Had a Wife The weaver had a wife and the major loved her dearly; And to her bed-side he appeared both late and early. The weaver a-being away from home, away from home a-drinking, The major come in with his gay gold guineas jingling. The weaver come home within the night, which made them hurry, scurry. "Where must I hide'" the major cried, "This is too bold a venture." "You may hide under my bed-side Before I let him in." .... "Oh, ho! my loving husband, for you I have been longing. I have rolled my bed from side to side for the want of you, my darling." He got up late in the night And through a grand mistake He surely made, he put on the major's breeches. As he rode along he spied a gold watch by his side, and guineas he had twenty. He clasped his [= hand] in his pocket and found he had money plenty. And then he saw his mistake: that he had on the major's breeches: "And now I will return to my wife; perhaps she has got better." He jumped and caroused all over the floor "Good Lord, how my breeches does glitter!" My wife lay sobbing on the old -- -- "With you I have been evil." She cursed them breeches in her heart and wished [L them] to the devil. "Oh, ho! my dear wife, unto [= you] I wager, I'm as fit to wear these breeches as you are for the major." DT #522 Laws Q10 It was obtained from Mrs. Samuel Harmon, Varnell, Georgia, 1930 From Henry, Folksongs From the Southern Highlands SOF apr97
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