I had entered into a marriage 

In the summer of my twenty-first year 

And the bells rang for our wedding 

Only now do I remember it clear 

Alright, alright, alright 



No more a rake and no more a bachelor 

I was wedded and it whetted my thirst 

Until her womb start spilling out babies 

Only then did I reckon my curse 

Alright, alright, alright 

Alright, alright, alright 



First came Isaiah with his crinkled little fingers 

Then came Charlotte and that wretched girl Dawn 

Ugly Myfanwy died on delivery 

Mercifully taking her mother along 

Alright, alright, alright 



What can one do when one is widower 

Shamefully saddled with three little pests 

All that I wanted was the freedom of a new life 

So my burden I began to divest 

Alright, alright, alright 

Alright, alright, alright 



Charlotte I buried after feeding her foxglove 

Dawn was easy, she was drowned in the bath 

Isaiah fought but was easily bested 

Burned his body for incurring my wrath 

Alright, alright, alright 



And that's how I came your humble narrator 

To be living so easy and free 

Expect you think that I should be haunted 

But it never really bothers me 

Alright, alright, alright 

Alright, alright, alright