robin williamson - witches hat lyrics
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certainly
the children have seen them
in quiet places where the moss grows green
coloured sh-lls
jangle together
the wind is cold, the year is old
the trees whisper together
and bent in the wind they lean
if i was a witches hat
sitting on her head like a paraffin stove
i’d fly away and be a bat
across the air i would rove
stepping like a tightrope walker
putting one foot after another
wearing black cherries for rings
if i was a witches hat
sitting on her head like a telegraph pole
id fly away and be a bat
across the air i would roll
stepping like a tightrope walker
putting one foot after another
wearing black cherries for rings
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