Washer at the Ford

Stranger don't be afraid
 I am in no shape to do you harm
 Though frightened you surely are by me
 Grant me a moments bended knee
 Dismiss this blood spray on my clothes
 I can assure you it's my own
 Though I lay bearing no cruel wound
 The witch on the ford surely sealed my doom
 Oh God I think I'm marked!
 Stranger lend me your ear
 Hear these last words of a dying man
 I testify a great misdeed
 My true loves heart I have aggrieved
 I broke off for another belle
 She conjured up vengeance she conjured up hell
 She put that webbed witch there square in my path
 Soaking my clothes with the blood of the past
 From round' yonder bend she came closing in
 The shadowy washer at the ford
 Jacklights in her eyes fortelling demise
 The shadowy washer at the ford
 Now I know I'm marked!
 Stranger could it be we've met someplace before?
 You bear resemblance to my lover whom I've recent scorned
 Yes fallen friend we did aquaint once on a stroll
 Round' yonder bend now let me wring those stains out
 From your soul
 She wailed as she washed
 She laughed at the cross
 I hastily patterned cross my chest
 My vestment she wrung and ruefully flung
 These burgundy bloodstains cross' my breast
 From round' yonder bend she came closing in
 The shadowy washer at the ford
 Jacklights were her eyes fortelling demise
 The flickering washer at the ford
 Washer at the ford
 Washer at the ford
 Washer at the ford
 Washer at the ford
 Who are you to pass me by?
 Washer
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 Washer
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