Fire+Ice - High Gallows Tree | Текст песни

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Come slack your horse cries George, come
slack it for a while
For I think I see my father coming over
yonder stile
Did you bring gold, did you bring silver to
set me free?
For to save my body from the cold gaol
walls
And my neck from the high gallows tree
I 've no gold and I 've no silver to set you
free
For I have come to see you hanging.
Hanging on the high gallows tree
Oil the prickle holly bush. it pricks it pricks
Oil it pricks my heart full sore
And if ever I gel out of the prickle holly
bush
I'll never gel in there any more