Brunswick Stew

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Kacy & Clayton - Non-Music, Folk

Brunswick Stew

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[Verse 1] In Boston town by the water side A place of noted fame and pride A fine young girl both pure and chase Grew thick and wide around the waist [Verse 2] We feed the girl on fish and bread The young girl's mother to father said We feed the girl on the brunswick stew And that is why her torso grew [Verse 3] Although we raised the young girl well The young girl's father to mother did tell I fear our daughter has us beguiled I fear that she is now with child [Verse 4] So the mother would send the girl away Before the dark night turn to day We must not let the whole town see For we are held in high degree [Verse 5] Parents in the parlor daughter in the wild [?] Her eyes go dim She'd been betrayed by her own kin She went upstairs to take her rest And in the night she found distress That night she heard her babes first cry That night she knew the babe must die [Verse 6] The girl in blue and bent a [?] She swim in the river up to her knees She drenched the hound in her night gown She left the baby there to die [Verse 7] So the mother and father did turn their cheek Not a word of the daughter did they speak Though slander in the way she'd grown [?] never be known

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