Wind across the wild moor

 

Verse 1

'Twas one cold winter's night,
And the wind blew bitter across the wild moor;
'Twas then Mary went with her child,
Wandering home to her own father's door,
Crying - "Father, I pray let me in,
Oh come down and open the door,
Or the child at my bosom will die,
With the wind that blows across the wild moor."

Chorus

With the wind that blows across the wild moor,
With the wind that blows across the wild moor,
Or the child at my bosom will die,
With the wind that blows across the wild moor.

Verse 2

"Oh why did I leave that fair spot,
Where I was happy and free,
Forever to roam without friend or home?
Pray, father, take pity on me."
But he was deaf to the cry,
When the sound reached him over the door,
The watch dogs barked,
And the wind blew bitter across the wild moor.

Chorus

Blew bitter across the wild moor,
Blew bitter across the wild moor,
The watchdogs barked and the wind,
Blew bitter across the wild moor.

Verse 3

You can't think what a father he felt,
When he came to the door in the morn;
He found Mary dead, but the child
Clasped alive in a dead mother's arms;
With vengeance he tore his grey hair,
On his Mary he gazed from the door;
'Twas in that cold night she perished and died,
By the wind that blew across the wild moor.

Chorus

By the wind that blew across the wild moor.
By the wind that blew across the wild moor.
'Twas in that cold night she perished and died,
By the wind that blew across the wild moor.

Verse 4

The father in grief pined away,
And the child to its mother went soon;
There's no one lives there to this day,
The cottage in ruins is gone:
The villager points to the cot,
Where the wild rose droops over the door,
'Twas there Mary died, by the house of her pride,
With the wind that blew across the wild moor.

Chorus

With the wind that blew across the wild moor.
With the wind that blew across the wild moor.
'Twas there Mary died, by the house of her pride,
With the wind that blew across the wild moor.