A Shadow in the Rain (London 1888) Lyrics

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-eight