The Widower from Forgive by Sean K. Preston & The Loaded Pistols

It was a night like tonight
When the moon hung low blood red and shining bright
I looked into your deep dark eyes
You said you'd be my proud blushing bride

I took you round to see my brother and his wife
The only kinfolk I had left in this world alive
My gaze on you must have been blinded by pride
I couldn't see the deadly look of lust in his eyes

So meet me underneath that moon
You said you'd wed me in the month of June
Meet me underneath that moon
And I'll finally take my place
By your side

The trees and flowers were dead and gone
I worked those long hard hours to try to find our new home
I left you there unkind, I left you there alone
I was blind all the while to the wicked goings on

Spring returned, the flowers bloomed
My brother promised the bride to the groom   
That secret would be washed out soon
When the river ran red like that shining full moon

So meet me underneath that moon
You said you'd wed me in the month of June
Meet me underneath that moon
And I'll finally take my place
By your side

Where the river runs wild
Where he pulled to the side and to hide all his sins
You had to die
Where he pulled to the side
Where he drowned my bride
With an old 45 he blew out his brains and he died

I came here tonight because all life is a lie
On the last night of June there's never a red moon
But I'm watching one rise
Your dress is still white as you lead me inside
Under that same awful moon
Forever's coming soon
And I'll finally take my place by your side

• roots
• Country
• americana
• country
• rock'n'roll
• singer-songwriter
• Baltimore