Red River Maples - Adrian Crowley

Red River Maples and Blue of the Heavens

Bitter nightshade, black-eyed Susan

And Blue of the Heavens

And Blue of the Heavens

In a shady arbour I followed her

Keeping well hidden from her view

And there she gathered vines for a garland

A garland for her hidden love.

Red River Maples and Blue of the Heavens

Bitter nightshade, black-eyed Susan

And Blue of the Heavens

And Blue of the Heavens

In a shady arbour I watched her sing

With a locket in her hand, my bride to be

And she sang so soft and the words were wild

And I left her there in the shady arbour

Red River Maples and Blue of the Heavens

Bitter nightshade, black-eyed Susan

And Blue of the Heavens

And Blue of the Heavens