1:07:00
I killed my little child.
1:07:04
So helpless, meek and mild.
1:07:10
This grief will end my days.
1:07:17
Oh such a deed benighted,
1:07:20
How will you ever right it?
1:07:24
And quell the wrath of God?
1:07:29
I go to find that flower,
1:07:34
I go to find that flower,
To cleanse guiIt is its power,
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And cool the raging blood.
1:07:51
And where might be that flower?
1:07:54
In what grove or what bower?
1:07:57
Where in the world so wide?
1:08:05
Beyond the gate up there,
O mother.
1:08:09
Beyond the gate up there.
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The nail on that stake bare,
1:08:19
The noose's hempen slide.
1:08:26
What word for that lad
who would come
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So much to visit us at home
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And used to lie with you?
1:08:37
Of this my blessing him apprise,
1:08:42
Let worms eat his soul
till he dies,
1:08:45
That he was so untrue.
1:08:52
And for your mother what,
my daughter,
1:08:56
And for your mother what?
1:08:59
Who loved you from the cot,