When I Was a Young Girl - Live At Casino Kursaal, 16th June 1968

When I was a young girl, I used to see pleasure

When I was a young girl, I used to see pleasure
When I was a young girl, I used to drink ale
Right out of the ale house and into the jailhouse
Right out of the barroom and down to my grave

Come mama, come papa, sit you beside me
Come mama, come papa, and pity my case
My poor heart is aching, my heart it is breaking
My body salve-aided and hell is my home

Go send for the preacher to come and pray for me
Go send for the doctor to heal up my wounds
My poor heart is aching, my heart it is breaking
My body salve-aided and I'm bound to die
I'm bound to die, I'm bound to die

I want three young ladies to bear up my coffin
I want three young ladies to take me along
I want them to carry a bunch of wild roses, Lord
To put on my body as I pass along

One morning
One morning in May

One morning
One morning in May
I spy this young lady all clad in white linnen
All clad in white linnen and cold as a clay

When I was a young girl, I used to see pleasure
When I was a young girl, I used to drink ale
Right out of the ale house and into the jailhouse
Right out of the barroom, into the jailhouse
Right out of the barroom, into the jailhouse

And then down, down to my grave
Down to my grave



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Writer(s): Sebastian Mure
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