Banks Of The Ohio
Kristin Hersh Lyrics


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My love asked me, to take a walk
Just to walk, a little way
And as we walked along we talked
Of when would be our wedding day

We walked beneath the whispering pines
His heart was filled with love divine
And as we neared the riverside
He asked me when I'd be his bride

Oh no your bride, I'll never be
Another one's prepared for me
And as I drew my hand from his
His heart was filled with fire divine

He drew his knife across my breast
And in his arms I gently pressed
Willy dear, don't murder me
For I am not prepared to die

He took me by my golden curls
He drug me down to the riverside
And as he threw me into drown
He watched me as I floated down

He started home 'tween twelve and one
Thinking on the deed he'd done




Murdered just the one he loved
Because I would not be his bride

Overall Meaning

The song Banks of the Ohio by Kristin Hersh tells the tragic story of a woman who refuses a marriage proposal from her lover and pays a fatal price. The lyrics depict a serene walk by the river that turns dark when the lover's proposal is rejected, and he resorts to violence. Despite her rejection, he insists on her company, and they continue to walk. It is evident that the female protagonist is aware that the male protagonist is filled with love for her, and she is not ready to reciprocate.
As they approach a river, he proposes once again, but she tells him she will never be his bride. Her rejection triggers strong emotions in him, and he draws a knife across her breast. The tragedy deepens as he carries her to the riverside, and in front of her, he throws her in and watches her float away. The lyrics portray a haunting and vivid picture of betrayal, love, and murder.


Line by Line Meaning

My love asked me, to take a walk
My beloved asked me to come with him for a walk


Just to walk, a little way
We went on a short walk


And as we walked along we talked
While walking we spoke to each other


Of when would be our wedding day
We were discussing our marriage


We walked beneath the whispering pines
We strolled under the rustling pine trees


His heart was filled with love divine
He had a heart full of profound love for me


And as we neared the riverside
As we came closer to the riverbank


He asked me when I'd be his bride
He asked me when I would marry him


Oh no your bride, I'll never be
I told him that I wouldn't be his wife


Another one's prepared for me
I was engaged to someone else


And as I drew my hand from his
As I pulled my hand out of his grasp


His heart was filled with fire divine
He became filled with a burning anger


He drew his knife across my breast
He took his knife and cut my chest


And in his arms I gently pressed
I felt his embrace


Willy dear, don't murder me
I begged him not to kill me


For I am not prepared to die
I was not ready to die


He took me by my golden curls
He grabbed my blonde hair


He drug me down to the riverside
He pulled me down to the riverbank


And as he threw me into drown
As he tossed me into the water to drown


He watched me as I floated down
He looked at me as I drifted away


He started home 'tween twelve and one
He left to go home sometime between midnight and one o'clock


Thinking on the deed he'd done
Contemplating the deed he had committed


Murdered just the one he loved
He killed the one he loved


Because I would not be his bride
Due to my refusal to become his partner in marriage




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: J BAIRD, PD TRADITIONAL

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