Nine Thorny Tickets (2021 Remastered Version)-Peggy Lee

All this I was doing over a man In loneliness going across the bare moor And through the blind night in the pitch of the darkness Lost from the high road Through many ridged fields, down slopes that were soggy Over stubble and furrow with stumble and sorrow Through nine thorny thickets ruined old forts To the brow of the mountain And missing the bogs and their green habitation Whose hateful companions circled around me A fighter betrayed in the thick of the battle A girl in a jail, a girl in a Jail But worse than the fogs of all desolation Were the spirits of evil circling around me And my crossing and praying My charming and rhyme of little avail This took a long time but at last I looked up And there were the stars Like cherries they were in the orchard of night All yellow and red, all shining and bright The sparks of the bonfired for seven dear saints The gems of the host and the harness of heaven The pickets of embers whose orbits are long And wind cannot take them, wind cannot take them I stopped in my tracks, look you, I said This is over and one, he has got to be told God forgive me the telling, I'll travel no more To the door of his dwelling I'll travel no more Through any such goings nor blunt my good axe On the face of the stone