Sally Timms
In Bristol Town One Bright Day
In Bristol town one bright day a stranger he came ridingNo work he sought but a fair-haired maid to stay the night beside himHis clothes they hung upon his frame, the face he wore was solemnAnd on his lips the strangest words seemed so meek and commonRock dove fly east toward your prey across the clouds of heavenHis tracks run down from Bristol town to the Iron MountainsRock dove go rouse a fair-haired girl, in the Iron Hills she's lyingCold moonlight upon her breast, a white sheet round her windingOh Ellen Moore, your mother's pride, its' shame tonight you've brought herFor by you sleeps a stranger, at your feet another's daughterWake up, wake up, the chill wind cries, the mare shies in the stableGone the young man from your bed, the child from her crdadleShe ran out in the midnight field as fast her heart bled hollowHer fists rained down on the moveless earth, her cries the dark did swallowRock dove fly west toward town, the church bells they are tollingFor on this night the Prince of Death a harlot's heart has stolenIn Bristol town one bright day a stranger he came ridingNo work he sought but a fair-haired maid to stay the night beside him
From Letras Mania