Bad Girl Songtext
von Shirley Collins & Davy Graham

One morning, one morning, one morning in May
I met this young lady wrapped up in white linen
All dressed in white linen, cold as the clay

When I was a young girl, I used to seek pleasure
When I was a young girl, I used to drink ale
Right out of an ale house down into the jailhouse
Right out of the barroom down to my grave


Come mama, come papa, and sit you down by me
Sit you down by me, and pity my case
For my poor head is achin′, my poor heart is breakin'
I am a poor young girl, and I know I have done wrong

God send for the preacher to come and pray for me
Send for the doctor to heal up my wounds
For my poor head is achin′, my sad heart is breaking
My body's salivated, and I know I must die

One morning, one morning, one morning in May
I met this young lady wrapped up in white linen
All dressed in white linen, cold as the clay