We Both Go Down Together

Here on these cliffs of Dover So high you can't see over And while your head is spinning Hold tight, it's just beginning You come from parents wanton A childhood rough and rotten I come from wealth and beauty Untouched by work or duty And oh, my love, my love And oh, my love, my love We both go down together I found you, a tattooed tramp A dirty daughter from the labor camps I laid you down on the grass of a clearing You wept but your soul was willing And oh, my love, my love And oh, my love, my love We both go down together And my parents will never consent to this love But I hold your hand Meet me on my vast veranda My sweet, untouched Miranda And while the seagulls are crying We fall but our souls are flying And oh, my love, my love And oh, my love, my love And oh, my love, oh my love And oh, my love, my love We both go down together --- We Both Go Down Together - The Decemberists