"The Tain: Part V" lyrics - THE DECEMBERISTS

Woman: Darling dear, what have you done?
Your clothes are torn, your make-up runs.

Daughter: I ran through brambles, blooming thistle
I washed my face in the river when you whistled me on.

Woman: Darling dear, what have you done?
Your hands and face are smeared with blood.

Daughter: The chaplain came and called me out
To beat and to butcher his mother's sow

Woman: But darling dear, they found him dead
This morning on the riverbed.

But hush now, darling, don't you cry.
Your reward's in the sweet by-and-by.
So hush now, baby, don't you cry.
Your reward's in the sweet by-and-by.

Crone: And now we've seen your powers
Softly stretch the hours
You're a fickle little twister
Are you sweet on your sister?
As now you go wandering home.