Ballad of the Seven Sisters

Seven Sisters came to town

From the high hills they came down

Six had hair as black as night

The seventh’s fell in purest white

Her eyes were bright and icy blue

With a cold hard stare that cut you through

Like a hurricane was touching down

When the seven sisters came to town

The Wilson brothers stood and stared

At those six sisters with raven hair

No guilt or blame they would admit

To the devil’s work those brothers did

They thought their evil secret safe

Buried in a shallow grave

But they could not see the seventh one

Who whispered from a world beyond

Chorus

Blow, blow the hurricane

Blow, blow the hurricane

Blow, blow the hurricane

Blow, blow the hurricane,

Retribution is her name

‘Will you bend your knee

And bear your soul?

For your wicked deed

And the life you stole?

Face your fate now brothers and confess

Or this day will be your last

For the moon is fullest on this night

And you’ll see her coming in its light

Her long white hair blowing free

Her stare will steal your sanity.’

Blow, blow the hurricane…

‘We won’t confess’, the brothers said,

‘This fairytale is in your head

No proof or witness do you have to show

So back to the high hills, you should go.’

As the women watched them walk away

They heard their younger sister say

‘Go now sisters leave this town

The hurricane is touching down.’---

The first one felt her icy hand

Around his heart it gripped

The second felt her frosty breath

Blowing on his lips

The third one felt her cold hard

Stare into his soul it bore

The brothers screamed a mortal scream

And then they screamed no more

Blow, blow the hurricane…