Suffer Little Children

Over the moors, take me to the moors

Dig a shallow grave

And I'll lay me down

Over the moor, take me to the moor

Dig a shallow grave

And I'll lay me down

Lesley-Anne and your pretty white beads

Oh John, you'll never be a man

And you'll never see your home again

Oh Manchester, so much to answer for

Edward, see those alluring lights?

Tonight will be your very last night

A woman said, I know my son is dead

I'll never rest my hands

On his sacred head

Hindley wakes and Hindley stays

Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes

Hindley wakes and says

Wherever he has gone, I have gone

But fresh lilac moorland fields

Cannot hide the stolid stench of death

Fresh lilac moorland fields

Cannot hide the stolid stench of death

Hindley wakes and says

Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes

Hindley wakes and says

Whatever he has done, I have done

But this is no easy ride

For a child cries

Find me, find me, nothing more

We're on a sullen misty moor

We may be dead and we may be gone

But we will be, we will be

We will be right by your side

Until the day you die

This is no easy ride

We will haunt you when you laugh

Yes, you could say we're a team

You might sleep, you might sleep

You might sleep

But you will never dream!

You might sleep

But you will never dream!

You might sleep

But you will never dream!

Oh Manchester, so much to answer for

Oh Manchester, so much to answer for

Find me, find me

Find me

I'll haunt you when you laugh

I'll haunt you when you laugh

You might sleep

But you will, you will never dream

Over the moors, I'm on the moor

Over the moor

The child is on the moor