I’m a Maid that Sleeps Alone
My heart is like a stone,
for I’m a maid that sleeps alone.
For my love is far, far from me,
fighting for his country.
My heart is like a spring,
with bitter tears it’s welling,
For my love is far, far from home
and I’m a maid that sleeps alone.
My heart will break in two,
without my love what will I do?
And the baby growing in my womb
will have no Daddy ‘til he comes home.
I curse the hour and I curse the day
that my love was sent far, far away.
I curse the day and I curse the hour
that they stole my only flower.
And now I spend all night awake,
crying for my only darling’s sake,
And every husband, lover, brother, son
and every mother, lover, maid that sleeps alone.
Why have they sent him off to war?
What is this “Freedom” he’s fighting for?
Oh, he is free to die far, far from home
and I am free to grieve and sleep alone.
My heart is like a stone,
for I’m a maid that sleeps alone.
For my love is far, far from home
and I’m a maid that sleeps alone.