I had entered into a marriagenIn the summer of my twenty-first yearnAnd the bells rang for our weddingnOnly now do I remember it clearnAlright, alright, alrightnnNo more a rake and no more a bachelornI was wedded and it whetted my thirstnUntil her womb start spilling out babiesnOnly then did I reckon my cursenAlright, alright, alrightnAlright, alright, alrightnnFirst came Isaiah with his crinkled little fingersnThen came Charlotte and that wretched girl DawnnUgly Myfanwy died on deliverynMercifully taking her mother alongnAlright, alright, alrightnnWhat can one do when one is widowernShamefully saddled with three little pestsnAll that I wanted was the freedom of a new lifenSo my burden I began to divestnAlright, alright, alrightnAlright, alright, alrightnnCharlotte I buried after feeding her foxglovenDawn was easy, she was drowned in the bathnIsaiah fought but was easily bestednBurned his body for incurring my wrathnAlright, alright, alrightnnAnd that's how I came your humble narratornTo be living so easy and freenExpect you think that I should be hauntednBut it never really bothers menAlright, alright, alrightnAlright, alright, alright