Insolent girl
Wicked girl
How stupid and silly you are!
Don’t talk back to me girl
Turn your back to me girl
It is I who chooses when to look from behind.
She’s a Harlet, a *****
A temptress, scarlet rag.
With no clothes, no prows,
No ears, nor rose,
what man would grant you his horse?
You went away, you played
You stole then stayed
And now with your fellows
you swing on the gallows stage.
Oh Mary what have you done?
Look upon the faces of those you took from,
And followers, boys, so young.
So short is life’s string
No more song will you sing
Just dancing in the company of crows.
Jul 23, 2025
Jul 23, 2025 at 4:24 AM UTC
Insolent girl
Wicked girl
How stupid and silly you are!
Don’t talk back to me girl
Turn your back to me girl
It is I who chooses when to look from behind.
She’s a Harlet, a *****
A temptress, scarlet rag.
With no clothes, no prows,
No ears, nor rose,
what man would grant you his horse?
You went away, you played
You stole then stayed
And now with your fellows
you swing on the gallows stage.
Oh Mary what have you done?
Look upon the faces of those you took from,
And followers, boys, so young.
So short is life’s string
No more song will you sing
Just dancing in the company of crows.
