Mary Of The Wild Moor Lyrics - Tragic Songs Of Life - Louvin Brothers

Was on one cold winter's night 

And the wind blew across the wild moor 

Poor Mary came wandering with a child in her arms 

And she stopped at her own father's door. 

Oh, father, oh father, she cried 

Come down and open the door 

Or this child in my arms, will perish and die 

From the winds that blow across the wild moor. 

Oh why did I leave this fair spot 

Where once I was happy and free 

This wide world to roam, with no friends or no home 

And no one to have pity on me. 

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But the father was deaf to her cry 

Not the sound of her voice, did he hear 

For 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 he opened the door, the next morn' 

And found Mary dead, but the child still alive 

Clasped close in it's dead mother's arms. 

In anguish, he pulled his gray hair 

And the tears, down his cheeks, they did pour 

When he saw how that night, they had perished and died 

From the winds that blow across the wild moor. 

The old man, his life, pined away 

And the child, to it's mother, went soon 

And no one they say, lives there to this day 

And the old house, to ruin, has gone. 

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But the villagers point out the spot 

And the willows droop over the door 

Where poor Mary died, once a sweet village bride 

From the winds that blow across the wild moor.