Oh dear I'm so sad and heart
broken waiting in my prison cell
To be trialled for the death of sweet blos
som my baby that I love so well
Last night as I drank in the barroom
through the front door my little girl came
I watched as she slowly approached me
and trembled as she spoke my name
My mind was wounded from drinking
as I looked on her face sweet and fair
I thought that a demon approached me for
I strucked her down with my chair
In a flash with my reason returning in
pride I looked down at my feet
And saw not the foam of a de mon but
my little blossom so sweet
I gathered her close to my bossom her
laugh was fast fading away
Dear God I have murdered my baby
and now with my life I must pay
I'm thinking tonight of that June day I
walked down isle with my bride
When I promised to love and protect her
she then was my joy and my pride
But soon I had started to drinking
and now I drop dead to our home
Oh why must the innocence suffer and
then reap just what they have sown
I pray to my Maker in Glory for this
And I hope that the circle I broken
will soon be mattered in heaven
