(Collected only once, and printed by Belden; set to the tune of “Green Grow the Lilacs”)

Recording by Curtis & Loretta: 

Recording by RW: 

Farewell, my friends, I will bid you adieu,
My heart’s full of sorrow for this leaving you.
There’s nothing doth my footsteps detain
But the beautiful maid of Prairie du Chien.

I paid my addresses unto her one day.
I was merely a-jesting to see what she’d say.
She kindly received me and not with disdain,
The beautiful maid of Prairie du Chien.

I proffered her marriage, believing her true;
She made no denial, but sadly withdrew.
She’s rejected my offer again and again,
The beautiful maid of Prairie du Chien.

When lovers get scarce, which will soon be the case,
Perhaps she’ll think she’s once [again?] seen my face.
She shall never have the chance to deny me again.
This beautiful maid of Prairie du Chien.

I wish could wander to some distant shore,
Where wild battles conflict and the cannon doth roar.
But were I slave bound into my chain,
I’d still love the maid of Prairie du Chien.