Banks Of Sweet Dundee Pt. 2 Lyrics - Wolf People

"Be gone, unruly female, for happy thou shalt not be 

I mean to banish William 

From the banks of Sweet Dundee" 

Her uncle and the Squire rode out one summer's day 

"Young William is in favor," her uncle he did say 

"Indeed, it's my intention to hang him from a tree 

Or else to bribe the press gang 

On the banks of Sweet Dundee" 

The press gang came to William when he was all alone 

He boldly fought for liberty, but there were three to one 

The blood it flowed in torrents 

"Pray kill me now," said he. "I would rather die for Mary 

On the banks of Sweet Dundee" 

Young Mary was out walking, lamenting for her love 

She met the wealthy squire down in her uncle's grove 

He threw his arms around her 

"Stand off base man," said she 

"You took the only man I loved 

From the banks of Sweet Dundee" 

He clasped his arms around her 

And tried to throw her down 

Two pistols and a sword she spied 

Beneath his undergown 

Young Mary took the pistols 

And the sword he used so free 

She did fire and shot the Squire 

On the banks of Sweet Dundee 

Her uncle overheard the noise 

And hastened to the ground 

"O, since you shot the Squire 

I will give you your death-wound" 

"Stand back then," said young Mary 

"For undaunted I will be" 

She trigger drew, her uncle slew 

On the banks of Sweet Dundee