Omie Wise

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Roscoe Holcomb - Country, Folk

Omie Wise

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Tell me no story, tell me no lies Tell me the story of little Oma Wise I'll tell you no story and I'll tell you no lie How she was deluded by John Lewis's lies She promised to meet him in the head of Adams' branch Some money he would bring her and other fine things She flew like an eagle to the head of Adams' branch No money did he bring her nor other fine things No money, no money, my sweetheart said he Just hop up behind me and married we will be She hopped up behind him and away tehy did go Down by the river where the deep water flowed John Lewis, John Lewis, I'm afraid of your way I'm afraid that you will lead my poor body astray He beat her, he banged her, he dragged her round and round He threw her in the river where he knew she would drown Two boys was a fishing all on one Sunday morn The found little Oma's body down by the old mill pond They threw the net around her, they carried her to the bank They drew her from the water and laid her on the bank They sent for John Lewis to come to the place The put her up before him that he knew her face My name is John Lewis, my name I do not deny I murdered my own true lover and her name was Omie Wise You can beat me you can bang me for I'm the very one That drowned my own true lover down by the old mill pond

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  • John Cohen