Lover's Crime by Walkabouts, The

Way up north, my love lies sleepin'
Her lonely grave, beneath the pines
How sadly i recall her memory
She was my own true love devine

One night i found her with another
They did not know i was around
In a blinded rage i drew my pistol
I killed them both and fled that town

For many days i wandered over
Across the sea and desert sands
My heart filled with grief and sadness
I could not clense these, my blooded hands

For many years i've been a prisoner
My grayin' hair marks off the time
I'm going back to my old north-lands
To wash away my sin and pride x2