sarah brightman – oliver cromwell lyrics
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oliver cromwell lay buried and dead,
hee-haw, buried and dead,
there grew an old apple-tree over his head,
hee-haw, over his head.
the apples were ripe and ready to fall,
hee-haw, ready to fall,
there came an old woman to gather them all,
hee-haw, gather them all.
oliver rose and gave her a drop,
hee-haw, gave her a drop,
which made the old woman go hippety hop,
hee-haw, hippety hop.
the saddle and bridle, they lie on the shelf,
hee-haw, lie on the shelf,
if you want any more your can sing it yourself,
hee-haw, sing it yourself.
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