FOR A SILVER HALF A CROWN
© JOHN HACKETT / SARA BLOODWORTH 2010

VERSE:
She'd go down to the Black Raven
When the sailors returned from sea
Down by the docks where they gathered
To quench their thirst and fulfill their need.

CHORUS:
Her Tattered dress of lace and Irish ribbon
Made clear the intentions of a woman
There was hungry child home on the hillside
So for a silver half a crown she'd sell her pride

VERSE:
In 23 along that Irish Sea coast
A single mother had no other way
When all alone, with her grief and sorrow
She'd let her tears wash the guilt away

CHORUS:
Her Tattered dress of lace and Irish ribbon
Made clear the intentions of a woman
There was hungry child home on the hillside
So for a silver half a crown she'd sell her pride

VERSE:
Years they did pass and her child grew strong and fast
But time began to take its toll
That lonely life she lived with sordid secrets held within
Left her heart and mind in a battle for control

BRIDGE:
Until she found her self one day
In a place where people pray
Can a silver half a crown buy back your soul?
Her tears were washed away when a loving voice did say
I paid the price for you long ago.


CHORUS: 2
A flowing gown of white with golden ribbon
She'll wear now through eternity
There's a happy home waiting on the other side
Where no silver half a crown can buy her pride
Where no silver half a crown can buy her pride