Mary of the Wild Moor lyrics

'Twas on one cold winter night

And the wind blew across the wild moor

As poor Mary came wandering home with her child

'Till she came to her own father's door

Oh, father, dear father, she cried

Come down and open the door

Or the child in my arms will perish and die

From the winds that blow across the wild moor

But the father was deaf to her cry

Not a sound of her voice did he hear

Though the watch dogs did howl and the village bells tolled

And the winds blew across the wild moor

Oh, how the old man must have felt

When he came to the door the next mornin'

And he found Mary dead, but the child still alive

Closely clasped in it's dead mother's arms

(In anguish he tore his gray hair

And the tears down his cheeks they did pour

When he saw how that night she had perished and died

From the winds that blew across the wild moor)

In grief the old man passed away

And the child to it's mother went soon

And no one they say has lived there to this day

And the cottage to ruin has gone

But the villagers point out the spot

Where the willows grew over the door

Saying there Mary died, once a gay village bride

From the winds that blew across the wild moor