Lintheads / Lawrence Common Songtext
von Patrick Street

I met me love out walking in the merry month of May
The birds were singing sweetly, and the lambs did sport and play
She told me that she loved me, and to me, she would prove true
"If you will stay with me, me love, then I will stay with you"

Oh, we walked along the dam, and the birds sang loud and gay
It was there I met me bonny brunette, she stole me heart away
Oh, her cheeks, they were like roses red, and her skin as white as snow
She is the darling of me heart, the pride of the Springfield Road

And now we will get married, for me love has named the day
And happy we will be together as we go on our way
We′ll have a charming little house and a garden for to till
And we'll bring the children up like us to work in the cotton mill

Oh, we walked along the dam, and the birds sang loud and gay
It was there I met me bonny brunette, she stole me heart away
Oh, her cheeks, they were like roses red, and her skin as white as snow
She is the darling of me heart, the pride of the Springfield Road


I′ll bid you all good night, and to her parents, I must go
To see if they will have me now or if the answer is no
Oh, she says they'll treat me decent, me glass they'll surely fill
And they′ll drink a health to the bride and groom that work in the cotton mill

Oh, we walked along the dam, and the birds sang loud and gay
It was there I met me bonny brunette, she stole me heart away
Oh, her cheeks, they were like roses red, and her skin as white as snow
She is the darling of me heart, the pride of the Springfield Road

When I was a little boy, young in Pickens County
My father took me from the farm to be a mill town baby

Goodbye, Monday Blues
Goodbye, card-room fever
Cotton dust has got my lungs
You know I′m bound to leave ya

Goodbye, Monday Blues
Goodbye, card-room fever
Cotton dust has got my lungs
You know I'm bound to leave ya

Not a man in all this town could beat me once for doffing
Now it′s more that I can do to sit here without coughing


Goodbye, Monday Blues
Goodbye, card-room fever
Cotton dust has got my lungs
You know I'm bound to leave ya

Goodbye, Monday Blues
Goodbye, card-room fever
Cotton dust has got my lungs
You know I′m bound to leave ya

Old man staring at his glass
In some backstreet barroom
These were once the fastest hands
In spinning, spool, or card-room

Goodbye, Monday Blues
Goodbye, card-room fever
Cotton dust has got my lungs
You know I'm bound to leave ya

Goodbye, Monday Blues
Goodbye, card-room fever
Cotton dust has got my lungs
You know I′m bound to leave ya