Nine Stone Rig – Back Of The Moon – letras

They shot him dead at the nine stone rig beside the headless crossAnd they left him lying in his blood upon the moor and the mossThey buried him at midnight and the dew fell cold and stillAnd the women in gray for God to pray, and the mist clung to the hillOh gentle wind that’s blowing south from where my love repairsConvey a kiss from his dear mouth and tell me how he fairsThe word was carried back to me as if by God’s commandYour sweetheart was murdered yesterday by your brother’s jealous handNo living man I’ll love again since my darling went through death’s doorWith one lock of his yellow hair I’ll chain my heart forever moreOh mother dear, please make my bed and lay me down in sorrowMy love, he died for me last night, and I’ll die for him tomorrowMy love, he died for me last night, and I’ll die for him tomorrowThey shot him dead at the nine stone rig beside the headless crossAnd they left him lying in his blood upon the moor and the mossThey buried him at midnight and the dew fell cold and stillAnd the women in gray for God to pray, and the mist clung to the hillAnd the women in gray for God to pray, and the mist clung to the hill