Willows Song (from the Wicker Man)
Heigh ho Who is there No one but me my dear. Please come Say how do the things I ll give to you A stroke as gentle as a feather I ll catch a rainbow from the sky and tie the ends together Heigh ho I am here. Am I not young and fair Please come Say how do the things I ll show to you Would you have a wond rous sight The midday sun at midnight Fair maid, white and red, Comb you smooth and stroke your head hmm How a maid can milk a bull And every stroke a bucketful
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