Leaving None but Small Birds

as time draws near my dearest dear when you and i must part how lithe you know of grief and woe in my poor aching heart each night i suffer for your sake you’re the girl i love so dear i wish that i was going with you or you were staying here i wish my breast were made of glass wherein you might behold upon my heart your name lies wrote in letters made of gold in letters made of gold my love believe when i say you are the one that i will adore until my dying day the blackest crow that ever flew would surely turn white if i ever prove false to you bright day will turn to night bright day will turn to night my love the elements will mourn if i ever prove false to you the seas will rage and burn and when you’re on some distant shore think of your absent friend and when the wind blows high and clear a light to me pray send and when the wind blows high and clear pray send your love to me that i might know your handwrite how time has gone with thee pray send your love to me your love to me pray send

Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025

when the sea begins to roar and the rocks begin to melt when the stars from the elements are falling where will you stand when the seven headed beast is rising and they come to work their number on your head oh sinner where will you stand and when the moon drips away into blood and when death comes riding on its pale horse and the kings hide oh sinner, where will you stand where will you stand

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

and it’s hard times in this old mill, it’s hard times in here it’s hard times in this old mill, it’s hard times in here they raised our wages up half a cent but our poor hand didn’t know what it meant they raised our wages up half a cent more but they went up a dime at the company store and it’s hard times in this old mill, it’s hard times in here it’s hard times in this old mill, it’s hard times in here old man jones taking up cloth won’t give you half that you take off if it lacks one yard of a two cut roll won’t give you but one to save your soul and it’s hard times in this old mill, it’s hard times in here it’s hard times in this old mill, it’s hard times in here the card room kids and the spinning room babies can’t keep up with the weave shop ladies go downstairs to get a drink of water along comes the boss says ‘i’ll dock you a quarter’ and it’s hard times in this old mill, it’s hard times in here it’s hard times in this old mill, it’s hard times in here

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

once i had a sweetheart now i have none she’s gone and leaves me to sorrow and moan she’s gone and left she’s gone and left me last night in my slumber i dreamed i did see my own precious jewel sat smiling at me but when i awaked i found it not so my eyes like a fountain the tears overflowed she’s gone and left me she’s gone and left me i’ll venture to coasts you once made claim my life i’ll venture on watery mains i’ll venture through and through and through the rest of my life i’ll venture t’wards you she’s gone and left me she’s gone and left me

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025

black is the color of my true love’s hair her face is something wondrous fair the purest eyes and the softest hand i love the ground on which she stands i love my love and well she knows i’ll follow her where’re she goes i’ll write her a letter containing these lines i’ll suffer death a thousand times i’ll go to the clyde for to mourn and weep but satisfied i can ne’er sleep if she on earth no more stay my life would quickly fade away black is the color of my true love’s hair her face is something wondrous fair the purest eyes and the softest hand i love the ground on which she stands

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

the first time i saw her it wounded his heart the young man did covet her to be married nor part and yet in vain she strove to deny for he by his cunning soon made her comply the when this young maiden with child did prove he who swore by the heaven proved not to be true he led her through grove and valleys so deep the poor ruined damsel began to weep she said, ‘i fear, you have led me stray, on purpose, my life, you will betray, said he, ‘you’ve guessed right, and earth can’t you save, for the whole of last night, i’ve been digging your grave’ when the poor ruined damsel did hear him say so the tears from her eyes like a fountain did flow he covered her grave and hastened home leaving none but small birds her fate to bemoan but the ghost of this maiden would not let him be although he did think himself to be free she broke him, she tore him, she ripped him in three because he murdered her baby and she

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

have you heard how a long time ago two tots whose name no one knows were stolen away on a bright summer’s day and left in the woods is what people say at night so sad was their plight when the sun went down and the moon gave no light they sobbed and they sighed and they bitterly cried then the poor little babes they laid down and died once dead the robin’s red brought strawberry leaves and over them spread and all night long the branches among they mourned as they whistled and this was their song

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025