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Donald Munroe (Baxter Wareham) video
See also: Daniel Monroe (MacEdward Leach)
#1437: YouTube video by oldirishladdie
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A bunch of young men
who were inclined for to roam,
To seek for employment and pleasure find none;
Among their bold number stood Donald Munroe,
And into America he was forced for to go.

He left his two sons with their uncle to stay,
For he was not able their passage to pay;
The price of their passage you know it was dear,
So boys, be contented, stay home in good cheer.

Those boys being discontented
and troubled in mind,
To stay with their uncle they were not inclined;
They shipped on a voyage to sail over the main,
In hopes they might see their old father again.

They landed in America, took a boy for a guide,
To seek out that country
where their dear father lied;
Together they rambled till they came to a grove,
Where the green leaves and branches
appeared for to move.

Those two highway robbers lay hid in the wood,
And pointed their pistols
where the two brothers stood;
They planted their bullets in their lily white breasts,
And rushed on their victims like savage, wild beasts.

Oh you hard-hearted monsters,
oh you blood-thirsty hounds,
You might not have shot us
till the one we had found;
We're in search of our father,
he's the one we love dear,
And we haven't seen him for seven long years.

And who is your father, and what is his name?
Who is your father, may I know the same?
He left us in Scotland seven, twelve-months ago,
Perhaps you might know him, his name is Munroe.

The old man gazed on them with a tear in his eye,
The old man gazed on them
with a sad, sad surprise;
Here's a curse to my arrow
for the deed I have done,
Now cursed be my fortune
if I've murdered my son.

And who is that young man lies dead by your side?
Who is that young man, the old man he cried;
He's my only brother, he's your youngest son,
Now cursed be your fortune
for the deed you have done.

Don't tell our dear mother that we're lying here,
It will only distress her, cause her great despair;
We're in hopes for to meet her on a happier shore,
Where you won't be able to shoot us no more.

####.... Variant of a British broadside ballad, Donald Munro [Laws J12] American Balladry From British Broadsides, p.134 (G Malcolm Laws, 1957). Also a variant of a British broadside ballad, Donald Munro's Tragedy, published by Stephenson (Gateshead) sometime between 1821 and 1850, and archived at the Bodleian Library Broadside Ballads, shelfmark: Harding B 25(538) ....####
This variant was recorded by Baxter Wareham (Buffet Double, trk#10, 1989, Pigeon Inlet Productions, Torbay, NL, produced by Kelly Russell, and recorded, mixed and digitally remastered at Dadyeen Studio).

A variant was sung as Daniel Monroe by Monica Rositer [1913-2004] of Cape Broyle, NL, and published in MacEdward Leach And The Songs Of Atlantic Canada © 2004 Memorial University of Newfoundland Folklore and Language Archive (MUNFLA).

A variant (A) was collected in 1958 from Mrs Thomas (Annie) Walters [1896-1986] of Rocky Harbour, NL, by Kenneth Peacock and published as Donald Munro in Songs Of The Newfoundland Outports, Volume 3, pp.812-813, by The National Museum Of Canada (1965) Crown Copyrights Reserved.

And a variant (B) was collected in 1951 from Austin Hardy of Broad Cove, NL, by Kenneth Peacock and published as You Sons Of North Britain in Songs Of The Newfoundland Outports, Volume 3, pp.814-815, by The National Museum Of Canada (1965) Crown Copyrights Reserved.

Kenneth Peacock noted that this ballad appeared in William Hugh (W H) Logan's Munro's Tragedy (A Pedlar's Pack Of Ballads And Songs, With Illustrative Notes, pp.413-415, 1869, William Paterson, Edinburgh) who got it from a Chap Book of Songs, c.1778.


See more Logan ballad variants from NFLD.

Another broadside was printed by James Wright of Edinburgh.


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