HAM/05/32/01	One Night As I Lay On My Bed
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[in the left margin:] Dorian [then:] 499
[centre:] ' One Night as I lay on my bed '
[toward right margin:]Mrs Russell [feint] of Upwey:

HAM-01-576.gif	Hammond's field notes - words
[the page is numbered:] 148 
[above title line:] Tune 323 : 499
[on title line:] One night as I lay
[then:]D, 551 House.
[presumably the words were noted in Mrs Russell's house at Upwey.]

One night as I lay on my bed
I dreamed about a pretty maid
I was so distressed I could take no rest
Love it did torment me so
So away to my true love I did go

But when I came to my love's window
I boldly called her by her name
Saying 'Its for your sweet sake I'm come here so late
Through this bitter frost & snow
So its open the window my love, do

My Mam and Dad they are both awake
And they will sure for to hear us speak
There'll be no excuse then but sore abuse
Many a bitter word & blow
So, begone from my window, my love, do

Your Mam and Dad they are both asleep
And they are sure not to hear us speak
For they're sleeping sound on their bed of down
And they drawn their breath so low
So open the window my love do

[On the opposite page:]
Mrs. Russell, has a fragment of this D.769
1st v. as House: another verse.

Then my love arose and went his way
My dad & mam a-grumbling lay
Saying "Who is there that makes such ado?"
Replied the maid so fair
"Hark how the wind doth blow".

HAM-05-016.gif	Purslow's transcription - words
ONE NIGHT AS I LAY ON MY BED
[on a sticky label] D769
Note-book D.VI., p.148. Mrs. Marina Russell,
                            Upwey, Dorset,
                               Jan/Feb. 1907.

"Mrs. Russell has a fragment of this.
1st. v. as House, (D.551): another verse

Then my love arose and went his way,
My Dad & Mam a-grumbling lay,
Saying "Who is there that makes such ado?"
Replied the maid so fair,
"Hark how the wind doth blow."
				H.E.D.H.