Black Rock Beach

Come all you neighbours down to the shore

Come mothers and children, to hear the ocean roar

Come quickly now, my friends

Before the setting Sun

Come gather round on black rock beach

To see that justice done

Hot cider, hot cider, a penny with meat pie

You can satisfy your appetite while you watch her die

Now her lovely feet will never touch the ground

So we'll raise our glasses to that gasping sound

Her father was a pirate's son, her mother was a whore

Father was a pirate's son, mama was a whore

So it's no surprise she's hanging here, not breathing anymore

Now her lovely feet will never touch the ground

So we'll raise our glasses to that gasping sound

For she had no right to wield her father's knife, no

She had no right to wield her father's knife

For she had a duty as a drunkard's wife

Now her lovely feet will never touch the ground

So we'll raise our glasses to that gasping sound

So come quickly now my friends before the setting Sun

Come gather round on Black Rock Beach to see that justice done