The Oxford Girl

Intro: (2x) I met a man whose brother said he knew a man who knew the Oxford girl I met a man whose brother said he knew a man who knew the Oxford girl Is it true what you hear, did he do it out of fear Was the day drawing near when the child would start to show Was it rage or shame, or the damage to his name Was it something worse, does anybody know Did she pay the price, for making men look twice Like a glimpse of paradise across the dull and bitter land Did she pass them by, did she dare to meet their eye Did she scorn them all and did they understand A grief to her father, did she really leave him A lover to her brother, yes we all believe him Temptation to look better, no better than she should be Unfaithful to her lover, he always knew she would be She said I never had a chance to prove them wrong My time was short, the story long No I never had a chance to prove them wrong It's always them who write the song I met a man whose brother said he knew a man who knew the Oxford girl I met a man whose brother said he knew a man who knew the Oxford girl Did he go to ground, was the suitcase ever found Did the police come storming round on a trail already cold Did he lead them a dance, did he run away to France Or did he shop himself before the day was old Now she was bound to loose if she set her face to choose They never could excuse her for stirring up their fears She was much to young, now the earth has stilled her tongue You can hear the voices calling down the years She said I never had a chance to prove them wrong My time was short, the story long No I never had a chance to prove them wrong It's always them who write the song I met a man whose brother said he knew a man who knew the Oxford girl I met a man whose brother said he knew a man who knew the Oxford girl