Under Milkwood — Buffalo Tom

In the sad blue light, in the deepest shade Margaret Mary saddles, all our love away

The shallow moonlight sips her milky eyes And underneath the ground, the mother sends the child

And the rain buries the lonely night And the rain buries the lonely night And the rain buries the lonely, lonely august night

Makes a crossing sign, of the Catholic kind Have the neighbors heard, what our hero enshrines

The shallow moonlight sips her milky eyes And underneath the flowers, the mother sends the child

And the rain buries the lonely night And the rain buries the lonely night And the rain's very cold , the rain's very cold, cold out tonight