Mrs. O'Grady

Angels singing, bells are ringing
Listen, what a sound, listen, what a sound
Judges calling, rain is falling
Covering the ground, covering the ground

Who is that lady? It's Mrs. O'Grady
Her story has never been told
Always in black, never talking
Just quietly walking the night
When it's chilly and cold
And she's twenty-one years old

Mrs. O'Grady the night is falling
Look at the stars in the sky
Listen the bells of St. John are calling
Time for a widow to cry

Goes to the churchyard 
and cries 'cause it's so hard
To look at his grave once again
Yet every night you will see her
There's nothing to free her
From all the regret and the pain
And she knows it's all in vain


Mrs. O'Grady the night is falling
Look at the stars in the sky
Listen the bells of St. John are calling
Time for a widow to cry


Mrs. O'Grady the night is falling
Look at the stars in the sky
Listen the bells of St. John are calling
Time for a widow to cry

Mrs. O'Grady, your husband is dead