Wednesday Morning, 3 A.M.
I can hear the soft breathing
Of the girl that I love,
As she lies here beside me
Asleep with the night,
And her hair, in a fine mist
Floats on my pillow,
Reflecting the glow
Of the winter moonlight.
She is soft, she is warm,
But my heart remains heavy,
And I watch as her breasts
Gently rise, gently fall,
For I know with the first light of dawn
I'll be leaving,
And tonight will be
All I have left to recall.
Oh, what have I done,
Why have I done it,
I've committed a crime,
I've broken the law.
For twenty-five dollars
And pieces of silver,
I held up and robbed
A hard liquor store.
My life seems unreal,
My crime an illusion,
A scene badly written
In which I must play.
Yet I know as I gaze
At my young love beside me,
The morning is just a few hours away.
Final
(Hob y derri dando)
Hide not Meirion from my eye
(Hob y derri dando)
Still one view, oh let me take
(Down derri down)
Ere my longing heart do break
(Down down hie derri down)
My darling Mary do not frown
(Down down hie derri down)
My darling Mary do not frown
O'er the seas hath flown my heart
(Hob y derri dando)
O'er the seas my sighs depart
(Hob y derri dando)
And o'er the seas must she be sought
(Down derri down)
Who lives yet always in my thought
(Down down hie derri down)
My darling Mary do not frown