Three long nights and sleep eludes me

Wait and watch and listen

But all I hear is the viper sliding

And hissing along the river

There I wrote this song I sing now

Darkly dressed with sorrow

About the bride who left her wedding

Slipped out...none saw none followed.

No one saw the extra guest

Beguile her to the threshold

With smiles and pretty words about the beauty of her dress

And persuade her from the feasting

So naive she followed him

She thought but for a moment

We waited her return till the candles burnt away

We searched...but none could find her



A fiddler present at the wedding

Was walking out next morning

When the strange guest appeared before him

Good day musician said he

I know you search for one who's missing

Vanished from her wedding

If you have a brave heart walk behind me

And I will lead you to her

A boat as black as fishes bowels

He rode 'cross shrowded waters

Untill they came upon the waxen bride

In a dress of gold and silver



She bade the fiddler take her ring

Back safe to her beloved

And said here I remain and suffer not the world

No pain desire or hatred

The fiddler took the ring and turning

Had hardly walked but one step

When he heard a stiffled cry "Forgive me"

As the misty waters took her

Shining bright as summer light

The morning that she married

What unholy place was she taken to that day

And by what cold of darkness.