Sung by: Mrs. W.B. Apple
Recorded on 7/20/62

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(Comment by Mrs. Apple: "Well, I think this is the oldest song I know. It's called, 'The Girl I Left Behind Me.' I don't know who wrote it, but it was originally known as 'Brighten's Camp,' and the song dates back to 1760. It goes like this.")

I'm lonesome since I crossed the hill,
And o'er the moor and valley.
Such heavy hearts my thoughts do fill
Since parting with my Sally.
I see no more the fine and gay,
For each does but remind me
How swift the hours did pass away
With the girl I left behind me.

Oh, ne'er shall I forget the night;
The stars were bright above me,
And gently lent their silvery light
When first she vowed she loved me,
But now I'm bound to Brighten's camp;
Kind heaven may favor find me,
And send me safely back again
To the girl I've left behind me.

The bee shall honey taste no more.
The dove become a ranger,
The dashing waves shall cease to roar
Ere she's to me a stranger.
The vows we registered up above
Shall ever cheer and bind me
In constancy to her I love,
The girl I've left behind me.

My mind her form shall still retain
In sleeping or in waking,
Until I see my love again,
For whom my heart is breaking.
If ever I should see the day
When Marshall have resigned me,
Forevermore I'll gladly stay
With the girl I left behind me.

(Comment by Dr. Wolf: "I didn't have that version.")

Also found in Randolph, Vol. III, #546.

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