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nick cave and the bad seeds - oxford tragedy lyrics

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from english folk songs from the southern appalachians, sharp. collected from mary wilson and mrs. townley, kentucky, 1917

once there was a little tailor boy
about sixteen years of age;
my father hired me to a miller
that i might learn the trade.

i fell in love with a knoxville girl,
her name was flora dean.
her rosy cheeks, her curly hair,
i really did admire.

her father he persuaded me
to take flora for a wife;
the devil he persuaded me
to take flora’s life.

up stepped her mother so bold and gay,
so boldly she did stand;
johnny dear, go marry her
and take her off my hands.

i went unto her father’s house
about nine o’clock at night,
a-asking her to take a walk
to do some prively talk.

we had not got so very far
till looking around and around,
he stooping down picked up a stick
and knocks little flora down.

she fell upon her bended knees,
for mercy she did cry:
o johnny dear, don’t murder me,
for i’m not fit to die.

i took her by her lily-white hands
a-slung her around and around;
i drug her off to the river-side,
and plunged her in to drown.

i returned back to my miller’s house
about nine o’clock at night,
but little did my miller know
what i had been about.

the miller turned around and about,
said:” johnny, what blooded your clothes?”
me being so apt to take a hint:
by bleeding at the nose.

about nine or ten days after that,
little flora she was found
a-floating down by her father’s house
who lived in knoxville town.

- nick cave and the bad seeds lyrics

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