Be still my black heart... it's Radie Peat again
When I was a young girl I used to seek pleasure
When I was a young girl I used to drink ale
Out of the ale house down into the jail house
Right out of the bar room and into my grave
Come mama come father come sit you down by me
Come sit you down by me and pity my case
My poor head is aching my sad heart in breaking
My body's salvating and I vow to die.
Go send for the preacher to come and pray for me
Go send for the doctor to heal all my wounds
My poor head is aching my sad heart in breaking
My body's salvating and hell is my doom