Mary Black

It reads like a fairytale
And thats what it was
Young man in his prime
Young girl from the cross
The most perfect of strangers
And then the night closed in
And the holy ground took care of everything
Now she was a fine one
And he was a handsome man
One look was enough
And away they ran
They spend many happy hours
And then the night closed in
And the holy ground took care of everything
Oh whats the use in complaining
In for a penny in for a pound