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Roud Number: V1903
Bodleian Libraries Broadside Ballad Collection - Bod6953

Printed for and sold by J. Pitts, 14, Great Saint Andrew Street, Seven Dials and Mantz, Finsbury between 1802 and 1819

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See the sky dark and cloudy, the night is begun
Whilst bawling hoarse watchmen from street to street run
And murmuring noises resound far and near
And the guilty are filled with confusion and fear
Maria’s destroyer retired to his bed
No fear filled his mind for contrition was fled
On a sudden he started, and instantly saw
Maria’s sad ghost, which the curtains did draw

Behold, quoth the spirit, this wandering shade
Of Maria, a ruined unfortunate maid
Untimely sent to her grave, ruined by thee
Exposed to want and extreme misery
Deserted by friends and most wretched forlorn
At night trudge the streets, curse the hour she was born
Then under some gateway takes up her abode
Whilst tears and reflections her wounded mind goad

The grave hide my body, my spirit doth roam
For a time tis to range, then be called to it’s home
So tremble false man, reflect on thy crime
Maria destroyed in her youth, bloom and prime
Think, how cruel the man who doth seek to destroy
The comfort of parents, their hope and their joy
As Maria is now, soon shalt thou be
For the grave soon shall open, prepared for thee

Thy fate is decreed, to the regions below
For the ruined Maria, thou art doomed to go
Repentance is useless, by thee I was slain
From parents, relations by fraud I was taken
The Gods will look on a perjured wretch sure
The torments of hell thou shalt surely endure
This said, quickly vanished Maria’s sad shade
Which closes the tale of this unhappy maid.

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from Burial Club c​/​w The Ghost of Maria, released December 12, 2022
Julian Gaskell - vocal, guitar, ankle bells

Lyrics Anon. Music by J. Gaskell.

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Julian Gaskell UK

Described by angry locals as the bastard son of Waits, Strummer, Reinhardt and Rachmaninov, Julian Gaskell’s music over the last 20 years has followed a wayward path of withering agricultural-folk, klezmer accordion, overly-lyrical punk, gypsy-jazz guitar, tangos, waltzes, rhumbas and skiffled-up boogie-woogie piano. ... more

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