Here you go, Moorley Man... The Mother’s Story ©~Feb 2012 Vikki Appleton Fielden Once I had a bonny daughter Many suitors sought her hand Pure of heart and fair of face Her fame it spread throughout the land chorus: (Oh) Cold the wind (and) cruel the sea That carried o’er the sailor lad Who stole my daughter away from me One fine day she met a sailor Bold and handsome, strong & brave Speaking words as sweet as honey And to him her heart she gave chorus So the wedding bans were posted And the couple made their plans Every morning as they walked Together across the harbour’s sands chorus Then one morning, oh so early A young sailor did appear Shot my daughter and her lover While his crew and captain cheered chorus Since I lost my bonny daughter Here in Bedlam I remain All because she loved a sailor William Taylor was his name Written because it seems rather unfair to me that William Taylor's old girl friend shoots the new one (fair enough if she wants to shoot him! ;-) ), as it's highly unlikely the new sweetheart would be aware of the previous one.) Very rough recording of me singing it here: https://soundcloud.com/user-878817332/the-mothers-story
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