Mary Of The Wild Moor - Live

On a cold winter's night

As the winds blew across the wild moor

Poor Mary came wandering home with her child

Til she came at her own father's door

"Papa oh papa", she cried

"Come down and open the door

Or the child in my arms will perish and die

From the winds that blow across the wild moor"

But the old man was deaf to her cry

And not a sound of her voice did he hear

While the watch dogs did howl and the village bells tolled

The winds blew across the wild moor

Oh, how the old man must have felt

When he came to the door the next morn

And found Mary dead, but the child yet alive

Clutched close to his dead mother's breast

Now the old man in grief pined away

And the babe to it's mother went soon

And no one they say has lived there to this day

And the cottage is left to ruins

Now the villagers point out the place

Where the ivy grows over the door

Saying there Mary died once a fair village bride

From the winds that blew across the wild moor

From the winds that blew across the wild moor

Well, thank you so much

You know, every family member has their favorite song

Well, I'm gonna sing my daddy's favorite song

My dad is a great, great person, hard workin'

The best daddy a buch of kids could ever have

Now, I have never seen my daddy take a drink in my life

But that does not mean I have not seen my daddy drunk, hahaha

Now, he never would have anything around the house to drink

Mom would't allow it, first of all

And he wouldn't have done that to his kids anyhow

But once a year when daddy goes to sailor's tobacco crop

Well, he'd stay gone for two or three days

And 'course uh, I'm sure he welcomed the chance

To get away from all us loud youngins and mama's big mouth

Um, no offense, mama, she knows she's just like me

But anyhow, when uh, mama would see daddy comin' up the road

Wavin' just a little bit, she said

"Lord, go run and get the slot bucket, your daddy's are drinkin'"

Hahaha, well, we all knew what that meant

You know, he always thought that we were the prettiest kids in the world

And the drunker daddy got, the prettier we got

And he also thought that we could sing better than anybody else in the world

And the drunker he got, the better we'd sing

So, there were two things that we knew

Was gonna happen when daddy was drinkin'

He was gonna puke, and we were gonna sing

So, Carl Jackson, you're gonna have to sing my daddy's part on this

And uh, Ron Davinson, you join in where my sisters would have back then

This is called "In the Pines" and this is for you, daddy