Omie Wise

O listen to my story

I'll tell to you no lies

How John Lewis did murder

Poor little Lommy Wise

He told her to meet him

At Adam's spring

He promised her money

And other fine things

And fool like she met him

At Adam's spring

But money did he bring her

Nor other fine things

"Go with me little Lommy

And away we will go

We'll go and get married

And nobody will know"

Well she climbed up behind him

And away they did go

Down to the river

Where deep waters flow

"John Lewis, John Lewis

Will you tell to me your mind

Do you intend to marry me

Or leave me behind?"

"Little Lommy, little Lommy

I'll tell to you my mind

My mind is to drown you

And leave you behind"

"Have mercy on my baby

And spare me my life

I'll go home as a beggar

And never be your wife"

He hugged her and kissed her

And turned her right around

And pushed her in deep water

Where he knew that she would drown

Then he got up on his pony

And away he did ride

As the screams of little Lommy

Went down by the side

Twas on a Thursday morning

The rain was a pouring down

When people searched for Lommy

But she could not be found

Two boys went a fishing

One fine sunny day

And saw little Lommy's body

Go floating away

They threw their nets around her

And drew her to the bank

Her clothes all wet and muddy

They laid her on the plank

Then sent for John Lewis

To come to that place

He brought her out before him

That he might see her face

Well he made no confession

But they carried him to jail

Nor friends nor relations

Were John Lewis' bail