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Behind the Parlor Door (OT2003-3002-005)



When I was courting Lena I used to have such fun
Oh my you should have seen, so handsome there was none
But oh she had a father that treated me quite sore
He used to hide away from him behind the parlor door

Behind the parlor door, behind the parlor door
I used to kiss my Lena until she cried for more
But oh she had a father that treated me quite sore
I used hide away from him behind the parlor door

We used to meet each evening, twas business we both meant
Her father he got tired so he gave his consent
We had a brilliant wedding, a hundred guests or more
The minister he married us behind the parlor door

Behind the parlor door, behind the parlor door
I used to kiss my Lena until she cried for more
But oh she had a father that treated me quite sore
I used to hide away from away from him behind the parlor door

References:
  • Good Old-Time Songs. Wehman Bros., 1910. Issue 2, p. 36. Via Google Books, http://books.google.com/books?id=FKMVAAAAYAAJ&lpg=PA36&ots=tQwgNcxkwa

Dublin Core

Title

Behind the Parlor Door (OT2003-3002-005)

Description

Song excerpted from audio recording OT2003-3002, part of VFC2003-0007 Margaret MacArthur Collection.

Creator

Source

Margaret MacArthur Collection -- VFC2003-0007. Vermont Folklife Center Archive, Vermont Folklife Center, Middlebury, Vermont, United States of America.

Date Created

1961-09

Contributor

Language

en

Identifier

VFC2003-0007 OT2003-3002-005

Rights Holder

Vermont Folklife Center

Song Item Type Metadata

Local Title

Behind the Parlor Door

Transcription

When I was courting Lena I used to have such fun
Oh my you should have seen, so handsome there was none
But oh she had a father that treated me quite sore
He used to hide away from him behind the parlor door

Behind the parlor door, behind the parlor door
I used to kiss my Lena until she cried for more
But oh she had a father that treated me quite sore
I used hide away from him behind the parlor door

We used to meet each evening, twas business we both meant
Her father he got tired so he gave his consent
We had a brilliant wedding, a hundred guests or more
The minister he married us behind the parlor door

Behind the parlor door, behind the parlor door
I used to kiss my Lena until she cried for more
But oh she had a father that treated me quite sore
I used to hide away from away from him behind the parlor door

References:
  • Good Old-Time Songs. Wehman Bros., 1910. Issue 2, p. 36. Via Google Books, http://books.google.com/books?id=FKMVAAAAYAAJ&lpg=PA36&ots=tQwgNcxkwa

Location

Duration

1:46

Citation

Robinson, Ruby, “Behind the Parlor Door (OT2003-3002-005),” Vermont Folklife Center Digital Collections, accessed August 17, 2022, http://explore.vermontfolklifecenter.org/digital-archive/collections/items/show/930.