Wicker Man Song

Song Wicker Man Song
Artist Nature & Organisation
Album Beauty Reaps the Blood of Solitude

Lyrics

Heigh ho
Who is there
No one but me my dear
Please come
Say How do?
The things I'll give to you
A stroke as gentle as a feather
Heigh ho
I am here
Am I not young and fair
Please come
Say How do?
The things I'll show to you
Would you have a wondrous sight
The midday sun at midnight
Fair maid
White and red
Comb you smooth and stroke your hair