Witchwood

The Strawbs

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Tom:
Am C Am C F Am C Am [Verse 1]
C Am I dropped down in the witchwood to see what I could find
C Am The trees had taken time out to blow away my mind
F Am All that I could hear there, was the sound of my own voice
C Am But the music it was making was nothing of my choice [Instrumental]
Am C Am C F Am C Am [Verse 2]
C Am The interwoven branches were laden deep with snow
C Am A rainbow shone so softly, to show which way to go
F Am I observed its many colours till my eyes were rimmed with frost
C Am I tried hard to trace my footsteps, for I feared I might get lost [Instrumental]
Am C Am C F Am C Am [Verse 3]
C Am The witchwood started singing with a strange unearthly sound
C Am My fingers grew like branches, I stood rooted to the ground
F Am And the spell is still unbroken, I am still her bidden slave
C Am Till a casket from the witchwood, bears my body to the grave
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Composição: Dave Cousins

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