Strawbs – Witchwood (Guitar)

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I dropped down in the witchwood to see what I could find

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The trees had taken time out to blow away my mind

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All that I could hear there, was the sound of my own voice

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But the music it was making was nothing of my choice

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The interwoven branches were laden deep with snow

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A rainbow shone so softly, to show which way to go

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I observed its many colours till my eyes were rimmed with frost

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I tried hard to trace my footsteps, for I feared I might get lost

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The witchwood started singing with a strange unearthly sound

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My fingers grew like branches, I stood rooted to the ground

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And the spell is still unbroken, I am still her bidden slave

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Till a casket from the witchwood, bears my body to the grave