The Ballad of Geraldine

Oh I was born with the name Geraldine,
With hair, cold black as a raven.
I travel my life without a care,
Ah, but all my love I was saving.
Oh the winds blew high and the trees did sway,
Not much from life, was I asking.
Till I met someone to give all my love,
All the love so long and lasting.
Oh good were the parts, we played in our game,
And a long ways off was tomorrow.
But my love was a rambler, and as restless as the sea,
And in the tide, came the sorrow.
Oh a child of the night is a-goin' to be born,
I can't explain my confusion.
Is my love thinking, to marry me at all?
Or of the freedom he thinks he'll be loosing.
I sit with my friends in the gay crowded room,
My friends, they're smoking and they're talking.
But it all seems so empty, my love is not there,
So I'll go into the streets a-walking.
My baby is a-growing, as a-growing it must,
If I were to loose it, it would grieve me.
My love is so helpless, and I'm wondrin' what to do,
Oh, how I yearn to help him.
Oh we could go to the land of your choice,
Where the false shame won't come knocking at our door.
I've a feeling in my heart, and it's crushing all my hopes,
I think I'm gonna be hurt some more.
Oh I was born with the name Geraldine,
With hair, cold black as a raven.
I travel my life without a care,
Ah, but all my love I was saving.