Marcus Lazarus - Pickled in a Poke Lyrics

Milly was a gal with a pine left leg
Had to earn a nickel when she wanted fed
Couldn't take no work on the boulevard
'Cept for drunks in the old brick yard

Met a travelling man with a jet black horse
Blood red eyes and his hands were course
Hoped that they could settle down
With Milly and her momma on the edge of town

Late one night she hopped to the well
To fetch a pail of water and then she fell
She called for Momma as she burst through the door
Got a big surprise and that's for sure

Cos they was pickled in a poke, all alone she said
Found them together in the old brass bed
Chased them up to the Johnstown line
Then all she did was watch them die...

Sitting in the dock with the shackles on
Milly and the devil sang their song
The judge and jury looked away
The hangman had her soul that day

Meanwhile down at the old saloon
They talked about the blood red moon
A stranger drank without remorse
With blood red eyes and a jet black horse

They was pickled in a poke, all alone she said
Found them together in the old brass bed
Chased them up to the Johnstown line
Then all she did was watch them die...