Mary of the Wild Moor-The Louvin Brothers

[ti:Mary of the Wild Moor] [ar:The Louvin Brothers] [al:The Collection 1956-1960] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Mary of the Wild Moor - The Louvin Brothers [00:06.21]It was on one cold winter night [00:09.56] [00:11.58]When the wind blew across the wild moor [00:14.70] [00:16.93]When Mary came wandering home with her child [00:21.32] [00:21.99]Till she came to her own father's door [00:24.92] [00:27.67]Father dear father she cried [00:30.41] [00:32.75]Come down and open the door [00:35.64] [00:37.73]Or the child in my arms will perish and die [00:42.03] [00:43.11]From the winds that blow across the wild moor [00:46.26] [00:48.38]Why did I leave this fair spot [00:51.52] [00:53.50]Where once I was happy and free [00:56.72] [00:58.87]I am now tune to roam without friends or a home [01:03.35] [01:04.04]And no one to take pity on me [01:07.30] [01:14.72]But her father was deaf to her cry [01:18.01] [01:20.35]Not a sound of her voice did he hear [01:23.21] [01:25.48]So the watch dog did howl and the village bells tolled [01:30.37] [01:30.98]And the wind blew across the wild moor [01:34.20] [01:36.41]Oh how the old man must have felt [01:39.57] [01:41.77]When he came to the door the next morning [01:44.81] [01:47.03]And he found Mary dead but the child still alive [01:51.44] [01:52.57]Closely grasping his dead mother's arms [01:55.66] [01:58.19]In anger he tore his gray hair [02:01.25] [02:03.44]And the tears down his cheeks they did pour [02:06.58] [02:08.76]When he saw how that nit she had perished and died [02:13.66] [02:14.25]From the wind that blew across the wild moor [02:17.61] [02:25.11]In grief the old man passed away [02:28.40] [02:30.64]And the child to it's mother went soon [02:33.79] [02:35.88]And no one they say have lives there to this day [02:40.48] [02:41.42]And the cottage to ruin has gone [02:44.56] [02:46.97]But the villagers point out the spot [02:49.84] [02:52.12]Where the willows grew over the door [02:55.42] [02:57.56]Saying there Mary died once the gay village bride [03:01.90] [03:02.96]From the wind that blow across the wild moor