And who will glove your hand?
And who will kiss your red, rosy lips,
While I’m in a foreign land?’
‘My father will shoe my pretty little feet,
My mother glove my hand,
My babe will kiss my red, rosy lips,
While you’re in a foreign land.’
Mr James Mooney, of the Bureau of Ethnology, obtained two very similar stanzas in the ‘Carolina Mountains.’
‘O who will shoe your feet, my dear?
Or who will glove your hands?