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This has been on of my favorite songs since the first time I heard my father, Mickey Phoenix (you should look him up on youtube! He is awesome!) play it when I was about 5. :) I have been playing guitar for about 3 months now, and since the cords are relatively simple, here it is!

Here are the lyrics, and some other random information on the song.

As per http://www.mudcat.org/thread.cfm?thre...

"[The lyrics] are from Stephen Vincent Benet's epic poem, "John
Brown's Body", and are sung by Melora, a young Tennessee mountain
woman from a pro-Union family. Melora falls in love with and becomes
pregnant by Eliot, a handsome Yankee soldier who is captured by the
Confederates before he knows he is to be a father.

I believe the tune was written by Fenno Heath for a stage production
of Benet's poem. Try searching under alternative titles, such as
Melora or Melora's Song."

From later in the same thread:


From "John Brown's Body", Bk 5:

"Love came by from the riversmoke
When the leaves were fresh on the tree,
But I cut my heart on the blackjack oak
Before they fell on me.

The leaves are green in the early Spring,
They are brown as linsey now,
I did not ask for a wedding-ring
From the wind in the bending bough.

Fall lightly, lightly, leaves of the wild,
Fall lightly on my care,
I am not the first to go with child
Because of the blowing air.

I am not the first nor yet the last
To watch a goosefeather sky,
And wonder what will come of the blast
And the name to call it by.

Snow down, snow down, you whitefeather bird,
Snow down, you winter storm,
Where the good girls sleep with a gospel word
To keep their honor warm.

The good girls sleep in their modesty,
The bad girls sleep in their shame,
But I must sleep in the hollow tree
Till my child can have a name.

I will not ask for the wheel and thread/To spin the labor plain,/ Or
I will not ask for the prayer in church/Or the preacher saying the prayer,
But I will ask the shivering birch,
To hold it's arms in the air.

Cold and cold and cold again,
Cold in the blackjack limb
The winds of the sky for his sponsor-men
And a bird to christen him.

Now listen to me, you Tennessee corn,
And listen to my word,
This is the first child ever born
That was christened by a bird.

He's going to act like a hound let loose
When he comes from the
blackjack tree,
And he's going to walk in proud shoes
All over Tennessee.

I'll feed him milk out of my own breast
And call him Whistling Jack,
And his dad'll bring him a partridge nest,
As soon as his dad comes back.

The verses above bear no title, so "Melora's Song" will do as well as
any. My ed. of the book is Rinehart and Company, Inc., New York and
Toronto, 1954 (1st ed. 1927). Melora is pregnant by a Union soldier:
they cut a heart on the blackjack oak before he left."

The one line I don't sing, because I don't think it adds anything to
the flow or emotion of the song, is "I will not ask for the wheel and
thread..."