V 歌词

woman: darling dear what have you done? your clothes are town, your make-up runs. daughter: i ran through brambles, blooming thistle i washed my face in the river when you whistled me on. woman: darling dear, what hav eyou done? your hands and face are smeared with blood. daughter: the chaplain came and called me out to beat and to butcher his mother's sow woman: but darling dear, they found him dead this morning on the riverbed. but hush now darling, don't you cry. your reward's in the sweet by-and -by. hush now baby, don't you cry. your reward's in the sweet by-and-by. crone: and now we've seen your powers softly stretch the hours you're a fickle little twister are you sweet on your sister? as now you go wandering home.