(Type a title for your page here) THE LADY OF CARLISLE. Sung by Basil May, of Salyersville, Kentucky.

[The following note was written in 1941, probably by Alan Lomax]

This version of The Lady of Carlisle was recorded by Basil May, of Salyersville, Kentucky, a young man in his twenties, and the style of performance represents a contemporary development. The guitar has invaded the mountains in the last twenty years and has become the dominant instrument. The tonic, dominant, subdominant chord pattern of rudimentary guitar playing has strongly affected the old melodies, forcing their conformity to the conventional major-minor patterns; the strict two-four and three-four rhythms of the accompaniments sometime distort a ballad from its cavalier form. Both these effects are evident in The Lady of Carlisle. Nevertheless native folk styles of guitar playing and ballad singing have developed out of this apparent conflict; these styles, lumped uncritically under the invidious term “hill-billy”, are contributing greatly to our present-day folk music

  1. Down in Carlisle there lived a lady,
    Being most beautiful and gay;
    She was determined to live a lady,
    No man on earth could her betray,

  2. Unless it was a man of honor,
    Man of honor and high degree;
    Then up rose two loving soldiers,
    This fair lady for to see;

  3. One being a brave lieutenant,
    A brave lieutenant and a man of war,
    The other being a brave sea-captain,
    Captain on the ship that was Hong Kong Kar.

  4. Up spoke this fair young lady,
    Saying "I can't be but one man's bride;
    You two come back tomorrow morning
    And on this case we will decide."

  5. She ordered her a span of horses,
    A span of horses at her command;
    Down the road these three did travel
    Until they come to a lion's den.

  6. There she stopped and there she halted,
    These two soldiers stood gazing around,
    And in the space of a half an hour
    This young lady lie speechless on the ground,

  7. And when she did recover
    Threw her fan down in the lion's den,
    Saying which of you, to gain a lady,
    Will return my fan again?

  8. Then up stepped this brave lieutenant,
    Raised his voice both loud and clear,
    'I know I am a dear lover of women,
    But I will not give my life for love.'

  9. Then up stepped this brave sea captain,
    Raised his voice both loud and high,
    'I know I am a dear lover of women,
    I will return her fan or die.'

  10. Down in the lion's den he boldly entered,
    Lions being both wild and fierce;
    He marched around and in among them,
    Safely returned her fan again.

  11. And when she saw her true lover coming,,
    Seeing no harm had been done to him,
    She threw herself against his bosom
    Saying, “Here is the prize that you have won.”