Mary Of The Wild Moor Lyrics - American 3: Solitary Man - Johnny Cash

'Twas on one cold winter night 

And the wind blew across the wild moor 

As poor Mary came wandering home with her child 

'Till she came to her own father's door 

Oh, father, dear father, 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 

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But the father was deaf to her cry 

Not a sound of her voice did he hear 

Though the watch dogs did howl and the village bells tolled 

And the winds blew across the wild moor 

Oh, how the old man must have felt 

When the came to the door the next mornin' 

And he found Mary dead, but the child still alive 

Closely clasped in it's dead mother's arms 

(In anguish he tore his gray hair 

And the tears down his cheeks they did pour 

When he saw how that night she had perished and died 

From the winds that blew across the wild moor) 

In grief the old man passed away 

And the child to it's mother went soon 

And no one they say has lived there to this day 

And the cottage to ruin has gone 

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But the villagers point out the spot 

Where the willows grew over the door 

Saying there mary died once a gay village bride 

From the winds that blew across the wild moor