Marissa Nadler - Leather Made Shoes

a-sitting by the river
With the willows in her hair
Lily sang a tune she knew,
A shanty from the sea
He seized her by her little waist
Against the willow tree

Singing fare thee, Oh well
Where you gone, no one can tell
Singing fare thee, Oh well
Where you gone, no one can tell

Oh, you are worth a million silver pennies
Henry said to Lilianne
Oh, you are worth a million silver pennies
Henry said to Lilianne