Текст песни Your Funeral My Trial

I am a crooked man and I've walked a crooked mile

Night, the shameless widow doffed her weeds, in a pile

The stars all winked at me, they shamed a child

Your funeral, my trial

One thousand Marys lured me into gullies damped with clover

Bird with crooked wing cast it's wicked shadow over

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Your funeral, my trial

Here I am, little lamb, let all the bells in whoredom ring

All the crooked bitches that she was

Mongers of pain saw the moon become a fang

Your funeral, my trial, your funeral, my trial

Your funeral, my trial