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The Prickly Bush

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The Prickly Bush

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Oh the prickly bush

Bears my heart full of sore

And if ever I get away far of that bush

I'll never get caught any more.

So Hangman wont you wait and see.

Wont you rest your hand for a while

For me thinks I see my own true love

Coming over yonder stile.

Now father have you brought me gold

Or silver to set me free?

Or have you come just to see me hanging,

Hanging from the gallows tree?

No, son I haven't brought you gold

Or silver to set you free.

But I must watch and see as you're hanging,

Hanging from the gallows tree.

But it's oh the prickly bush

It bears my heart full of sore

And if ever I get away far of that bush

I'll never get caught any more.

So Hangman wont you wait and see.

Wont you rest your hand for a while

For me thinks I see my own true love

Coming over yonder stile.

Oh, mother have you brought me gold

Or silver to set me free?

Or have you come just to see me hanging,

Hanging from the gallows tree?

No, son I haven't brought you gold

Or silver to set you free.

But I must watch and see as you're hanging,

Hanging from the gallows tree.

But it's oh the prickly bush

It bears my heart full of sore

And if ever I get away far of that bush

I'll never get caught any more.

So Hangman wont you wait and see.

Wont you rest your hand for a while

For me thinks I see my own true love

Coming over yonder stile.

My love have you brought me gold

Or silver to set me free?

Or have you come just to see me hanging,

Hanging from the gallows tree?

Yes love I brought you gold

And silver to set you free.

But I'll that watch and see as you're hanging,

Hanging from the gallows tree.

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