The Story of Freda Bolt

歌詞

Amid the Blue Ridge Mountains There lived a maiden fair Her life was pure as heaven Her heart was free from care She dreamed of love and romance With heart so glad and free No gloom within the future Young Freeda Bolt could see Nearby lived Buren Harmon A boy she loved so well And of these two young lovers A story I will tell Was late one Thursday evening The stars were shining dim When Buren called his sweetheart To come and go with him He told her on the morrow That they would surely wed But little was she thinking He'd take her life instead They motored to Bent Mountain A place so dark and lone And there her form so helpless He placed beneath a stone Away from home and mother And all she loved so well The bitter pain and anguish No mortal tongue can tell Through tears she plead for mercy But heeding not her cry Young Harmon left his sweetheart In agony to die Me thinks the God in heaven In mercy heard her cry And sent a band of Angels To linger very nigh And bear her spirit over To yonder happy shore Where dying comes no never And parting is no more