Manys the night
That I dreamt of my love
While during the day
I prayed to above
For a fighting man
I'm conscripted to be
For God and the king
And this bloody country
I've walked many a mile
From Flanders to Spain
And fought the French army
Through sun, storm and rain
But it's Mary McGuire
I think of the most
That buxom young woman
Who thinks I'm a ghost
Oh Mary sweet Mary
I'm coming my love
Just as soon as I've killed
Napoleon
Oh Mary sweet Mary
I wish you could see
That l am still fighting
To set myself free
But dead she's been told
I happen to be
By a cruel evil man
Named Captain Barney
Who wanted good Mary
All to himself
But Mary loves me
And no body else
Now old Captain Barney
Is a man to be feared
But he'd rather be running
Or fight at the rear
And there's one thing
In him that's bigger than most
It's his eye for the women
And his uncontrolled lust
Oh Mary sweet Mary
I'm coming my love
Just as soon as I've killed
Napoleon
Oh Mary sweet Mary
I wish you could see
That I am still fighting
To set myself free
He first saw good Mary
In the village I'm from
And saw that she loved me
And to her I belonged
So in order to have her
He kidnapped poor me
And when I awoke
I was in the army
So onwards I march
With two things in my heart
Revenge on the captain
And my one true love
If I can't have Mary
Then neither will he
For I'll kill the rich bastard
Who stole her from me
Oh Mary sweet Mary
I'm coming my love
Just as soon as I've killed
Napoleon
Oh Mary sweet Mary
I wish you could see
That I am still fighting
To set myself free
Oh Mary sweet Mary
I'm coming my love
Just as soon as I've killed
Napoleon
Oh Mary sweet Mary
I wish you could see
That I am still fighting
To set myself free
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Author:
Saxon Crow (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I've gone all folk, folks!
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Comments5
May that freedom come to you soon SC.
I have found my sweet Mary.
Andy
Thanks gf
This certainly has the cadence of a folk song. It could be set to music quite easily. Thanks for sharing.
Maybe it already has. To mandolin maybe 😉
An interesting poem. Some history I need to read up on.
I'd be really surprised if you found anything Roz!
This piece took me and it took me hard. I've been had. Not in the army though! All jokes aside this was a captivating read, Mr. Crow. A round of applause for you and your creativity.
You're far too generous Nicholas. But thank you. I seem to be going through an old folk phase.
A wonderful write SC! I liked the repetition, I think it could be a song..I hope you find your Mary, as I have found my prince charming. Great write!
Thanks Christina. It's made as an old English folk song. I've put music to it for my mandolin.
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