Underneath The Blasted Oak 1936

Dr.Pitt-Payne in London UK - 30 May 2002

In our village we've a maiden fair,
And she used to meet her lover there,
Underneath an oak tree old and dead,
Struck by lightning years ago 'tis said,
One sad night he left his village mate,
Told her to be true to him and wait.

Ev'ry night when the moon shines bright,
She's underneath the blasted oak,
Wet or fine, from six till nine,
You'll see her waiting for her bloke,
She stands there like a monument
And people crane their necks,
The Vicar shoos the crowd away
Whenever one collects,
They're going to have her floodlit
As a warning to her sex,
Underneath the blasted oak.

Ev'ry night when the moon shines bright,
She's underneath the blasted oak,
Wet or fine, from six till nine,
You'll see her waiting for her bloke,
She's been knocked down by motor cars
Like some unwanted flower
So now the Urban Council's asked
If they can have the power
For using her to hold a sign
with "Thirty Miles an Hour"
Underneath the blasted oak.

It's ten years ago the locals say,
Since her soldier lover went away,
Left his old birthplace without a cent,
No one seems to know just why he went,
She knows he said he'd come back to her,
But he didn't say the date or year.

Ev'ry night when the moon shines bright,
She's underneath the blasted oak,
Wet or fine, from six till nine,
You'll see her waiting for her bloke,
She's caused a lot of interest,
So from the passersby
The village kids have made
A lot of money on the sly
By charging them a shilling each
To come and see the guy
Underneath the blasted oak.

Ev'ry night when the moon shines bright,
She's underneath the blasted oak,
Wet or fine, from six till nine,
You'll see her waiting for her bloke,
In the midst of winter time
It isn't any lark
Farmer Hodge's cows all seem
To choose that place to park
It makes it very awkward
When she gets there in the dark
Underneath the blasted oak.

Ev'ry night when the moon shines bright,
She's underneath the blasted oak,
Wet or fine, from six till nine,
You'll see her waiting for her bloke,
She's waited there so many years
She feels depressed and sore
She's weary and fed up with life
And now she's furthermore
Forgotten altogether
Who the heck she's waiting for
Underneath the blasted oak.
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Underneath The Blasted Oak 1936 Weston Brothers
by Leslie Weston
copyright  MCMXXXVI The Peter Maurice Music Co. Ltd., London
sequence and karaoke by Dr. Pitt-Payne in London UK
on Thursday 30 May 2002 at 08.17
in associatioin with Doug Grierson
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