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Aster and Sweet Fern
Fair Lydia lost her love to the sea Thrown overboard at the whim of a storm Though the account was cloudy
Barnabas Cooke, as good as a man can be Married our widow fair Built the homestead at the edge of the trees.
Don't you love a quiet house, Content by the fire and your quiet spouse? Books in the evening while she goes out walking- Returning with arms full. Aster and sweet fern, elder and blue berry, boneset, marsh marigold.
Late one night Barnabas woke to find His bed cold and empty The high moon big-bellied He followed a lantern's glow To the heart of the wood where sweet Lydia lay in the arms of a man unknown Was it a ghost or could this be The first blush of Lydia's youth who had slept on the floor of a hungry sea
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Run, good man, run, as far as you can flee At night by the blaze of a fire you will gaze 'til the heat forces you to sleep
Thirty years had passed when the letter found our man Lydia's wearing black, mourning her Barnabas Pity the widowed bride His veteran's pension will pay her rent and afford her a modest life
Run, good man, run. Carry yourself to the judge, Tell him the truth that the wife of your youth claims you dead but you are alive. Just like her sailor and how many other men Drawn by her siren eyes
Sleep good man sleep You're finally out of her reach Slouch by the fireside Walled in on left and right Books and the embers bright Lydia visits in dreams soft and distant like haze on the morning.
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