Banks Of The Ohio Lyrics - Singles - Kristin Hersh

My love asked me, to take a walk 

Just to walk, a little way 

And as we walked along we talked 

Of when would be our wedding day 

We walked beneath the whispering pines 

His heart was filled with love divine 

And as we neared the riverside 

He asked me when I'd be his bride 

Oh no your bride, I'll never be 

Another one's prepared for me 

And as I drew my hand from his 

His heart was filled with fire divine 

He drew his knife across my breast 

And in his arms I gently pressed 

Willy dear, don't murder me 

For I am not prepared to die 

He took me by my golden curls 

He drug me down to the riverside 

And as he threw me into drown 

He watched me as I floated down 

He started home 'tween twelve and one 

Thinking on the deed he'd done 

Murdered just the one he loved 

Because I would not be his bride