HAM/05/33/03	Down In The West Country
HAM-02-243.gif	Hammond's field notes - tunes
HAM-02-018.gif	Hammond's field notes - words
HAM-05-104.gif	Purslow 's transcription - tune
HAM-05-105.gif	Purslow 's transcription - words

HAM-02-243.gif	Hammond's field notes - tunes
[page printed, top right corner:] 45
[left of title:] 544
[title:] 'Down in the West Country'
[right of title:] Mrs Russel of Upwey
[very feint words after end of tune are undeciphered]

HAM-02-018.gif	Hammond's field notes - words
[page numbered, top right:] 1.
[recto:]
[above and left of title:] Tune 544
[title:] "Down in the West Country"
[right of title:] D.809  Russell
Down in the W. Country there lived a young couple
A man & a maid so gallant and gay
Longtime they had courted but never talked of marriage
Till at length the young damsel to her true love did say
"Come, come tell to me what is it you do mean
For of courting I am weary, resolved for to marry
Or else from your company I must refrain"

"Oh! Madam, I tell you I do love you dearly
And above all things your company I requite
But before I do leave you, I must tell you plainly
I must forsake your sweet company quite
For when a man's wed, his joys are all fled
He's bound from liberty, tied to all slavery
So I've a mind to go free & not wed"

Then she wrote to her true love a charming rich letter
To come to her wedding on the 19th of June
And that he might do instead of a better
To wait at the table all on the bridegroom.
A few lines he read, his head did quite bleed
His mirth was soon turned to sorrow & mourning
Crying out 'Foolish, I have lost her indeed

HAM-05-104.gif	Purslow 's transcription - tune
[left of title:] 544
[title:] Down in the West Country
[below title, on a sticky label:] D809
[right of label:] Mrs. Russell, Upwey
[initialled, bottom right:] FEP

HAM-05-105.gif	Purslow 's transcription - words
[title:] DOWN IN THE WEST COUNTRY.
[on sticky label below title:] D.809
[below and left of label:] Note-book D.VIII. p.1. 
[below and right of label:] Marina Russell, Upwey, Dorset. Jan/Feb. 1907.

Down in the West Country there lived a young couple.
A man and a maid so gallant and gay,
Long time they had courted but never talked of marriage,
Till at length the young damsel to her true love did say:
"Come, come tell to me what is it you do mean?
For of courting I am weary,
Resolved for to marry,
Or else from your company I must refrain."
"Oh! Madam, I tell you I do love you dearly,
And above all things your company I requite,
But before I do leave you I must tell you plainly,
I must and forsake your sweet company quite.
For when a man's wed his joys are all fled,
He's bound from liberty,
Tied to all slavery,
So I've a mind to go free and not wed."

Then she wrote to her true love a charming rich letter,
To come to her wedding on the nineteenth of June,
And that he might do instead of a better,
To wait at the table all on the Bridegroom.
A few lines be read, his heart did quite bleed,
His mirth was Soon turned,
To sorrow and mourning,
Crying out, "Foolish! I have lost her indeed."

[This material prepared by P J Headford, Nov 2010]
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