i was born in east virginia north carolina i did roam there i met a fair pretty maiden her name and age i do not know her hair it was of a brightsome color and her lips of ruby red on her breast she wore white lilies there i longed to lay my head well in my heart you are my darling at my door you re welcome in at my gate i ll meet you my darling if your love i could only win i d rather be in some dark holler where the sun refused to shine than to see you be another man s darling and to know that you ll never be mine well in the night i m dreaming about you in my day i find no rest just the thought of you my darling sends aching pains all through my breast  well when i m dead and in my coffin with my feet turned toward the sun come and sit beside me darling come and think on the way you done