DeadCanDance

t'was sad i kissed away her tears
my fond arm round her flinging.
when a foe, man's shot burst on our ears
from out the wild woods ringing.
a bullet pierced my true love's side
in lifes young spring so early.
and on my brest in blood she died
while soft winds shook the barley.

but blood for blood without remorse
i've ta'en at oulart hollow.
i've lain my true love's clay like corpse
where i full soon must follow.
around her grave i've wandered drear
noon, night and morning early.
with breaking heart when e'er i hear
the wind that shakes the barley.