Woodcutters Daughter

She charmed the fish
From the water
And left me to
Cradle my head
I kissed the
Woodcutters daughter
But I long for
Your loving instead
Oh, I long for
Your loving instead
Suitor, he carried
The torch for thee
Wanted, impeded
By love
Fair maiden’s prayer
He was answering
But another
Claimed her love
When God forebode
Beelzebub rose
And I suppose
That was the day Jesus wept
She charmed the fish
From the water
And left me to
Cradle my head
I kissed the
Woodcutters daughter
But I long for
Your loving instead
Oh, I long for
Your loving instead
Boots that were battered
By rambling
Breaches frayed
At the knees
Floundering out
Into make believe
One guinea infinite seal
When God forebode
Beelzebub rose
And I suppose
That was the day Jesus went
The sun set
Upon the water
My breast bone a hearty old pain
I kissed the
Woodcutters daughter
But I long for
Your loving in vain
Oh, I long for
Your loving in vain