Irish ballad in a traditional style. Bad love, betrayal and murder! This is one of the songs I wrote while performing a number of gigs with an Irish band. It is intended to sound like it was written about 200 years ago in Ireland. PRO RECORDING
Oh, the knife in my back was expertly planted
It came from a hand I never suspected
From the hurt in my bones, I’ve long since recovered
But it’s her faithless love I won’t soon get over
She had the face of an angel but a treacherous heart
I should have been more fearful and gone from the start
You'll never win this battle, it's useless to fight
You best run from the angel with a treacherous heart
How she filled her brothers with poison and lies
So they beat me with passion until I nearly died
But the Lord or the Devil had made other plans
And decreed that her brothers be killed by my hand
She had the face of an angel, etc…
An inquiry was held and she boldly lied
That I ambushed those men under cover of night
So I bid my farewell to family and home
And to this foreign land I sailed off alone
She had the face of an angel, etc…
I’ve had a measure of good fortune and some money I’m worth
But I can never return to the land of my birth
So, young one, be careful and take my advice
You best run from the angel with a treacherous heart
She had the face of an angel, etc…