Downed a few at Princess Alice Then ahead to walk that Quarter Mile Damn this weather, this pouring rain The knife is sharpened, the apron's tight, result must be gained
As the rain pours down Then a feat is to be found
This night is done, now I merge into shadows Tomorrow another headline will follow Jolly about this fame given by my name Another night, another slay, another whore to cry in vain
And the rain falls down Again a feat is to be found
Oh Mary Kelly, you're so sweet and young Rip the whore good, that's Jack's idea of fun
My cloak is soaked, got fresh kidney on my plate Scribbling a letter to Mr Lusk whom I want to bait Not him, Warren, Abberline or madman Lees Could ever catch me, I do as I please
Fog and cold falling rain Will echo my name
All we will stage our part in this play Oh, they will fear a shadow in the rain Born of neglect and raised in shame Reigned London Town in eighteen-eighty-eightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
