When I Was a Young Girl (Live at Carnegie Hall) [2004 Remaster]

歌詞

Sebastian Mure When I was a young girl I used to seek pleasure When I was a young girl I used to drink ale Out of the ale house and into the jail house Right out of the bar room and down to my grave Come mama come papa sit you beside me Come mama come papa and pity my case My poor head is aching my heart it is breaking My body's salve-aided and I'm bound to die Go send for the preacher to come and pray for me Go send for the doctor to heal up my wounds My poor head is aching my heart it is breaking My body's salve-aided and hell is my home I want three young ladies to bear up my coffin I want three young ladies to take me along I want them to carry a bunch of wild roses To put on my body as I pass along One morning one morning in May One morning one morning in May I spy this young lady all clad in white linens All clad in white linens and cold as a clay When I was a young girl I used to seek pleasure When I was a young girl I used to drink ale Out of the ale house and into the jail house Right out of the bar room down to my grave