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E.p. Onymous


Artist: Bellowhead
Genres: Other
Total songs: 5
Year: 2005

Prickle-eye Bush Lyrics - E.p. Onymous - Bellowhead

Oh the Prickle Eye Bush 

That pricks my heart for sore 

And if ever I get out of this Prickle Eye Bush 

Then I never will get in it any more 

 

Oh hangman, stay your hand 

Stay it for a while 

For I think I see my mother coming over yonder stile 

 

Oh mother, have you brought me gold? 

Or silver to set me free? 

For to save my body from the cold, cold ground 

And my neck from the gallows tree 

 

Oh no, I have not brought you gold 

Or silver to set you free 

For to save your body from the cold, cold ground 

And your neck from the gallows tree 

 

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Oh the Prickle Eye Bush 

That pricks my heart for sore 

Oh and if ever I get out of this Prickle Eye Bush 

Then I never will get in it any more 

 

Hangman, stay your hand 

Stay it for a while 

For I think I see my sister coming over yonder stile 

 

Oh sister, have you brought me gold? 

Or silver to set me free? 

For to save my body from the cold, cold ground 

And my neck from the gallows tree 

 

Oh no, I have not brought you gold 

Or silver to set you free 

For to save your body from the cold, cold ground 

And your neck from the gallows tree 

 

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Oh the Prickle Eye Bush 

That pricks my heart for sore 

Oh and if ever I get out of this Prickle Eye Bush 

Then I never will get in it any more 

 

Hangman, stay your hand 

Stay it for a while 

For I think I see my own true love coming over yonder stile 

 

Oh true love, have you brought me gold? 

Or silver to set me free? 

For to save my body from the cold, cold ground 

And my neck from the gallows tree 

 

Oh yes, I have brought you gold 

Oh, and silver to set you free 

For to save your body from the cold, cold ground 

And your neck from the gallows tree 

 

Oh the Prickle Eye Bush 

That pricks my heart for sore 

Oh and now that I'm out of this Prickle Eye Bush 

Then I never will get in it any more 

Oh and now that I'm out of this Prickle Eye Bush 

Then I never will get in it any more 

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