When I Was a Young Girl - Marlon Williams

When I was a young girl I used to seek pleasure

When I was a young girl I used to drink ale

Straight out of the ale house down to the jail house

Straight from the bar room and down to my doom

Come mama come papa and sit you down by me

Come mama come papa and pity my case

My poor heart is aching, sad heart is breaking

My body’s salvating and hell is my doom

Don’t send for the preacher to come and pray over me

Don’t send for the doctor, he won’t bind my wounds

My poor heart is aching, sad heart is breaking

My body’s salvating and hell is my doom

One morning, one morning, one morning in May

I spied this young maiden, all wrapped in white linen

All wrapped in white linen and cold as the clay

When I was a young girl I used to seek pleasure

When I was a young girl I used to drink ale

Straight out of the ale house down to the jail house

Straight from the bar room and down to my doom