Gavin Friday – Fatal Flower Garden – lyrics

Fatal Flower Garden

It rained, it poured, it rained so hard,
It rained so hard all day,
That all the boys in our school
Came out to talk and play.

They tossed their ball again so high,
Then again so low,
They tossed it into a flower garden
And no one was allowed to go.

Out stepped this gypsy lady,
All dressed in yellow and green;
“Come in, come in, my sweet little boy,
And get your ball again,’

“I won’t come in, I shan’t come in,
Without my playmates all;
I’ll go get father ‘n tell him about it –
That’ll cause tears to fall”

She first showed him an apple seed,
Then again – gold ring;
Then she showed him a diamond,
That enticed him in.

She took him by his lily-white hand,
Led him through the hall,
She put him into an upper room,
Where no one could hear him call.

“Oh take these silver rings off my fingers,
Smoke them with your breath;
If any of my friends should call for me,
Tell them I’m at rest.”

“Burn the Bible at my head,
Come on wash my feet;
If my dear mother should call for me,
Tell her that I’m asleep.”

“Burn the Bible at my head,
Come on wash my feet;
If my dear father should call for me,
Tell him I am dead.”