Merry Wives Of Windsor Mad Jenny Lyrics

It's no other but Mad Jenny, with her fist raised to
the sky
On moonless nights she walks the strand to curse the
ships she spies
She mutters low so no one hears, and the winds begin to
moan
And sure'n the clouds'll cover the stars, the storm
starts in to blow.

Oh the waves they can be wicked when Mad Jenny's on a
tear
You can hear the sailors bellow as they bring their
ships to bear
And the widows light a candle and kneel down beside
their bed
For Jenny's on the strand tonight; tomorrow we'll count
the dead.

Once she was a beauty and was courted all around
But her heart set on a sailor whose ship was outward
bound
And he was gone not seven days when word came from
abroad
Her sailor had deceived her, his love had proved a
fraud
Jenny's face grew dark as death, her eyes they flashed with fire
With venom on her lips she cursed the life of every
sailor
And woe to them who sail too close when Jenny's been
about
It's dashed upon the rocks they'll be before the night
is out.

The townsfolk tried to hang her, but the priest begged
her reprieve
And no one could quite prove it, though everyone
believes
She does the devil's business on the night the storms
do blow
And she it is that wrecks the ships and lays the
sailors low.

Now sailors are a sorry lot, what little care have they
They steer their coursers 'round the world astride the
salty spray
They take a girl in every port, little caring how it
ends
But there'll be another story, when Mad Jenny takes
revenge.