《The Murder Of Maria Marten》歌词

歌曲： The Murder Of Maria Marten

所属专辑：The All New Electric Muse - The Story Of Folk Into Rock

歌手： Shirley Collins&Albion Co

时长： 07:23

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The Murder Of Maria Marten (玛利亚·马滕的谋杀) - Shirley Collins/Albion Country Band[00:00:00]

Written by：Traditional[00:00:22]

If you'll meet me at the Red Barn[00:00:45]

As sure as I have life[00:00:50]

I will take you to Ipswich Town[00:00:53]

And there make you my wife[00:00:57]

He straight went home and fetched his gun[00:01:00]

His pickaxe and his spade[00:01:05]

He went unto the Red Barn[00:01:08]

And there he dug her grave[00:01:12]

Come all you thoughtless young men[00:01:57]

A warning take by me[00:02:03]

To think on my unhappy fate[00:02:06]

To be hanged upon a tree[00:02:10]

My name is William Corder[00:02:16]

To you I do declare[00:02:21]

I courted Maria Marten[00:02:24]

Most beautiful and fair[00:02:28]

I promised I would marry her[00:02:34]

Upon a certain day[00:02:39]

Instead of that I was resolved[00:02:42]

To take her life away[00:02:47]

I went unto her father's house[00:03:10]

The eighteenth day of May[00:03:14]

And said my dear Maria[00:03:17]

We will fix a wedding day[00:03:21]

With her heart so light she thought no harm[00:03:24]

To meet me she did go[00:03:28]

I murdered her all in the barn[00:03:31]

And laid her body low[00:03:35]

After the horrid deed was done[00:03:38]

She laid there in her gore[00:03:42]

Her bleeding mangled body lay[00:03:46]

Beneath the Red Barn floor[00:03:49]

Now all things being silent[00:04:07]

Her spirit could not rest[00:04:11]

She appeared unto her mother[00:04:14]

Who'd suckled her at her breast[00:04:18]

For many a long month or more[00:04:21]

Her mind being sore oppressed[00:04:25]

Neither at night nor yet by day[00:04:28]

Could she take any rest[00:04:32]

Her mother's mind being so disturbed[00:04:36]

She dreamed it three nights o'er[00:04:40]

Her daughter she lay murdered[00:04:43]

Beneath the Red Barn floor[00:04:47]

She sent the father to the Barn[00:04:50]

Where he the ground did thrust[00:04:55]

And there he found his daughter[00:04:58]

Lay mingling with the dust[00:05:02]

My trial was hard I could not stand[00:05:20]

Most woeful was the sight[00:05:24]

When her dear bones was brought to prove[00:05:27]

Which pierced my heart quite[00:05:31]

Her aged father standing by[00:05:34]

Likewise his loving wife[00:05:38]

And in her grief her hair she tore[00:05:41]

She scarcely could keep life[00:05:45]

Adieu adieu my loving friends[00:05:57]

My glass is almost run[00:06:03]

On Monday next will be my last[00:06:06]

When I am to be hung[00:06:11]

So all young men who do pass by[00:06:16]

With pity look on me[00:06:21]

For murdering of that young girl[00:06:25]

I was hung upon a tree[00:06:29]