Lyrics Those Poor Bastards

Those Poor Bastards

Forgive Me Matilda

Every word was spoke in whisper

Every dream was dreamt alone

Firelight it burned so dimly

Underneath the hungry moon

Forgive me Matilda, dear

Forgive me Matilda, dear

Summer came and so did Autumn,

Falling leaves of red and gold

Starving men and wounded daughters,

Crawling husks of blood and bone

Forgive me Matilda, dear

Forgive me Matilda, dear

Lakes went dry and crops were failing

Corn turned black and hearts turned cold

We thought your blood would soothe God’s anger,

It only made the sickness grow

Forgive me Matilda, dear

Forgive me Matilda, dear