I saddled me a wounded priest 
Rode him wet through this August heat 
I took me a German bride 
All empty and bloody inside 

In the dark I heard a thief 
He stole my money and my grief 
In the morning I wanted to die 
The doctor cut me the lawyer lied 

Stop yer waiting and just go 
Don't be saying what you don't know 
For the lowlands I am bound 
Where my pale bride will be found