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The Widow's Promise

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Singer/Songwriter

The Widow's Promise was released on October 8, 2011 by Iris & Rose as a part of the album Knees Up!

Song Details

Release DateOctober 8, 2011

LabelIris & Rose

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM104

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Iris & Rose

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Mick Ryan

Songwriter

Lyrics

High upon a lonely moor a widow lived alone

And in she kept and as she slept her pillow heard her moan

Oh many's the lonely traveller that's spent the night with me

There's not a man in all creation gives content to me

Well some can manage once or twice and some may three or four

But it seems to me a rarity is a man who can do more

I'll do anything to find him in heaven or in hell

And as these words were spoken then she heard her front door bell

And the wind blew cold and lonely across the widow's moor

And she never ever turned away a traveller from the door

So boldly ran the widow and the door she opened wide

And as she did a tall and handsome stranger stepped inside

Well she gave him bread and brandy and when that he was fed

He said my dear now have no fear it's time to come to bed

For I've heard your call way down below and I've come to see you right

But you must come to hell with me if I can last the night

She said you randy devil to this bargain I'll agree

For hell on earth or hell in hell it's all the same to me

And the wind blew cold and lonely across that widow's moor

And she never ever turned away a traveller from the door

Well then they both fell into bed the devil was working well

And he thought before the night would end that she'd be in his hell

But when they came to number nine the widow cried out more

And when the twelfth time came around the widow cried encore

At twenty-five the devil felt compelled to take a rest

But the widow she said come raise your head and put me to the test

At sixty-nine the widow laughed again again she cried

And the devil said well I can see just how your husband died

And the wind blew cold and lonely across that widow's moor

And she never ever turned away a traveller from the door

At ninety-nine the devil he began to wail and weep

He said I'll give you anything if you'll let me go to sleep

Before the morning light was up the devil hobbled home

And the widow still not satisfied once more was left alone

She lay there and she grumbled and she thought of ninety-nine

If only that poor devil could have made it one more time

I'll call him up again tonight to see what can be done

With a little more application he could make it a hundred and one

But when she called to him that night no devil did appear

For the first time in eternity the devil shook with fear

He said of all the torments I've witnessed here in hell

I never knew what pain was till I rang your front door bell

And the wind blew cold and lonely across that widow's moor

And she never ever turned away a traveller from the door

And the wind blew cold and lonely across that widow's moor

And she never ever turned away a traveller from the door

Written by: Mick Ryan

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