I had entered into a marriage
 In the summer of my twenty-first year
 And the bells rang for our wedding
 Only now do I remember it clear
 Alright, alright, alright

 No more a rake and no more a bachelor
 I was wedded and it whetted my thirst
 Until her womb started spilling out babies
 Only then did I reckon my curse
 Alright, alright, alright
 Alright, alright, alright

 First came Isaiah with his crinkled little fingers
 Then came Charlotte and that wretched girl Dawn
 Ugly Myfanwy died on delivery
 Mercifully taking her mother along
 Alright, alright, alright

 What can one do when one is a widower
 Shamefully saddled with three little pests?
 All that I wanted was the freedom of a new life
 So my burden I began to divest
 Alright, alright, alright
 Alright, alright, alright

 Charlotte I buried after feeding her foxglove
 Dawn was easy, she was drowned in the bath
 Isaiah fought but was easily bested
 Burned his body for incurring my wrath
 Alright, alright, alright

 And that's how I came your humble narrator
 To be living so easy and free
 Expect that you think that I should be haunted
 But it never really bothers me
 Alright, alright, alright
 Alright, alright, alright