作词 : Alicia Broeksmit Best
作曲 : Alicia Broeksmit Best/Robert Edward Jackson
They don’t know I came to town in my wedding dress 
My shoes were shined, I tried my very best
He took my name and he gave me his
But I’d rather none than a name like this 
	
Lay me in  a shallow grave
Wrap me in a linen shroud
I would settle for a stone without a name
Out in the potter’s field

I never spoke about the silk and the satin too
That he gave to me to hide the black and blue
But in the dead of night and behind closed doors
His rage was never satisfied with more

Lay me in  a shallow grave
Wrap me in a linen shroud
I would settle for a stone without a name
Out in the potter’s field

You should’ve seen me on the night I left
Bare feet on the floor and part way dressed
But it starts in the fingers and it moves from there
A frozen girl on the old church stairs

Lay me in  a shallow grave
Wrap me in a linen shroud
I would settle for a stone without a name
Out in the potter’s field

Well the prettiest thing I’ve seen since I left the farm
Was the frost shining in the morning sun
And the care with which the old man lay me down
As if he’d lost a daughter of his own

Lay me in  a shallow grave
Wrap me in a linen shroud
I would settle for a stone without a name
Out in the potter’s fieldLay me in  a shallow grave
Wrap me in a linen shroud
I would settle for a stone without a name
Out in the potter’s field

Lay me in  a shallow grave
Wrap me in a linen shroud
I would settle for a stone without a name
Out in the potter’s field

I would settle for a stone without a name