Tune: Come Write Me Down (trad: Copper Family version)
Come write me down that old wife’s name,
Who got us playing superstition’s game,
For superstition tells me what
I’m allowed to do and what I’m not.
I met this girl who was pretty and sweet
And she asked me out for a meal to eat
But the day it was the thirteenth and
A Friday too, so that was banned.
She gave me one more chance to prove
That all my fears were eclipsed by love
But a black cat ran in front of our door
And I found I could go out no more.
Your fearful heart cannot me entice
To leave off reason and be your wife
For I don’t mean or intend at all
To be kept in superstition’s thrall.
Then go your way, you sceptical dame,
You may scorn these teachings, I can’t do the same,
For when I was so very young
A bucket hit me falling from a ladder’s rung.
Oh please young man, won’t you reconsider
That the first old wife was just one big kidder.
Let reason rule your fearful mind
And then life itself will prove more kind.
So to church they went the very next day
And were married by asking, but I’ve heard say
This girl wore some things old and new
Something she had borrowed, also something blue.