Rachel Wahlig Daughter Daughter lyrics

Father, father, loves his daughter,
who does tell him woods have caught her?
Boughs and branches with their dances
fill her eyes and soon enchants her.

Back of hedgerows, round bright meadows,
trees grow green and cast long shadows,
youth soon over, each beat closer,
but break her heart and she'll grow no older.

Heed the cost and she the cause,
the woodsman seeks what would be lost,
where our feets pressed, come, you grasses,
rise again to hide our passes.

In false tracks with torch and axe,

but ever further from known pass,
made to choose, the forest trips will
gain in measure as they lose.

(Refrain: Third Verse with last two lines of verse two)

Late he sees where love can be,
mercy never grew on trees,
law, not kindness, time, not violence,
first the wait – and then, the silence.

Daughter, daughter, killed her father,
look at what his blood has bought her...