The Widow of Glasgow Green
He was a big tall man
And a few feet wide
He had a big knife by his side
She was a pretty little thing
Wore a big gold ring
And she was walking by the river Clyde
Well he came her way in the fading day
He said your money or your life
But either one I’ll be having my fun with you
So don’t go make my use my knife
Well she was small, god knew
Only five foot two
But she stood and held her own
He just laughed in her face
And at her silk and her lacе
Said 'honey you're all alone'
Thеn he grabbed her strong
And her grabbed her wrong
And he dragged her by the river’s edge
But she was light and fast
And she spend right past
And he went tumbling down the river ledge
She could see below that he was sinking slow
And his screams rang a horrible sound
So she stood her height
She brushed herself off right
And she strolled back into town
She strolled right back to town
Well if you walk that path
By the Clyde and strath
And spy the finest girl you’ve ever seen
Well that’s the way he tried
And the way he died
And that’s the Widow of Glasgow Green