John Hickok - She Feeds from Her Breast lyrics

That lady marceline live just down the beaten street My lover tells me to lay my worried soul; Restless i sit upon my wickered seat "she's just a lady and that's what we'll ever know..." But late at night i feel the flame burning my brow And i can't keep myself from asking how: When she came to visit That rainy night How did she know what Just sat right? That lady marceline sure do love to sow her seeds My darlin' tells me a farmer must keep an open land; Fevered i watch her fill her forgotten needs "shе's just a lady that needs a woman's helping hand..." Yet late at night i feel thе flame torching my feet And i can't keep myself from taking a peek: When i saw what they were Planting in the field I knew just then that God was my only shield My lady ought to keep to herself when skies turn grey I tell myself to catch my bated breath; Out with the curs did i catch her lay "what did you keep from me that caused a lover's death?" Still late at night i feel the flame roasting my chest And i wish i kept myself from trying my best: My love's a lady And i can't stay For love's as warm as My body will lay...