Come all you neighbours down to the shore
Come mothers and children, to hear the ocean roar
Come quickly now, my friends
Before the setting Sun
Come gather round on black rock beach
To see that justice done
Hot cider, hot cider, a penny with meat pie
You can satisfy your appetite while you watch her die
Now her lovely feet will never touch the ground
So we'll raise our glasses to that gasping sound
Her father was a pirate's son, her mother was a whore
Father was a pirate's son, mama was a whore
So it's no surprise she's hanging here, not breathing anymore
Now her lovely feet will never touch the ground
So we'll raise our glasses to that gasping sound
For she had no right to wield her father's knife, no
She had no right to wield her father's knife
For she had a duty as a drunkard's wife
Now her lovely feet will never touch the ground
So we'll raise our glasses to that gasping sound
So come quickly now my friends before the setting Sun
Come gather round on Black Rock Beach to see that justice done
