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The Rape Of Maude

Lying in the she's naked
Cold and dead, raped and
Sweet Bowen victim of a man
Now at her side does lie her
Her mother's brother, as she is
An avenging angel's in his heart
And the squire he does her
With his lies he does her
Sweet Bowen shamed a suicide

Now here is a tale, a story to be
Of a young girl, but fifteen old
Impaled as a vampire, her mother as a witch
Now these were the crimes, the of the rich

At the cross-roads they her
With the elm claim to save her
Save her soul Satan's evil lair
Now her weeps in madness
At the tree, at the
The tree that grows from sweet Maude Bowen's
The men do taunt and tease her
Drag her off the grave and her
Then one more dies with an arrow in his

Now here is a tale, a to be told
Of a girl, but fifteen years old
as a vampire, her mother burned as a witch
Now these the crimes, the crimes of the rich

Up before the judge at
a witch now they will burn her
At the at the cross-roads will she die
Tied to the elm the smoking
Maude's sweet mother crying,
Mother, daughter, of a man
And the stands there laughing
With his men they're laughing,
he is dead with an arrow in his heart

Now here is a tale, a story to be
Of a girl, but fifteen years old
as a vampire, her mother burned as a witch
Now these were the crimes, these the crimes of the rich