John Wesley Harding The Flandyke Shore
I went unto my love's chamber window
Where I often had been before
Just to let her know unto flandyke shore
Unto flandyke shore
Never to return to england no more
Never to return to england no more
I went unto my love's chamber door
Where I never had been before
There I saw a light springing from her clothes
Springing from her clothes
Just as the morning sun when first arose
Just as the morning sun when first arose
As I was walking on the flandyke shore
Her own dear father I did meet
My daughter she is dead he cried
She is dead he cried
And she's broken her heart all for the love of thee
So I hove a bullet on to fair england's shore
On to fair england's shore
Just where I thought that my own true love did lay
