| Song | The Prickly Bush |
| Artist | Steeleye Span |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Steeleye Span, Traditional | |
| oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
| and if ever i'm out of the prickly bush | |
| i'll never get in it any more. | |
| hangman, oh hangman, hold your rope awhile | |
| i think i see my father over yonder stile. | |
| father did you bring me gold or have you brought any fee | |
| for to save my body from the cold, clay ground | |
| and my neck from the gallows tree? | |
| no i didn't bring you gold nor have i brought any fee | |
| but i have come to see you hung upon the gallows tree. | |
| hangman, oh hangman, hold your rope a while | |
| i think i see my brother over yonder stile. | |
| brother did you bring me gold or have you brought any fee | |
| for to save my body from the cold, clay ground | |
| and my neck from the gallows tree? | |
| no i didn't bring you gold nor have i brought any fee | |
| but i have come to see you hung upon the gallows tree. | |
| oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
| and if ever i'm out of the prickly bush | |
| i'll never get in it any more. | |
| oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
| and if ever i'm out of the prickly bush | |
| i'll never get in it any more. | |
| hangman, oh hangman, hold your rope a while | |
| i think i see my sister coming over yonder stile. | |
| sister did you bring me gold or have you brought any fee | |
| for to save my body from the cold, clay ground | |
| and my neck from the gallows tree? | |
| no i didn't bring you gold nor have i brought any fee | |
| but i have come to see you hung upon the gallows tree. | |
| oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
| and if ever i'm out of the prickly bush | |
| i'll never get in it any more. | |
| oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
| and if ever i'm out of the prickly bush | |
| i'll never get in it any more. | |
| hangman, oh hangman, hold your rope a while | |
| i think i see my lover over yonder stile. | |
| lover did you bring me gold or have you brought any fee | |
| for to save my body from the cold, clay ground | |
| and my neck from the gallows tree? | |
| yes i have brought you gold, yes i brought you the fee | |
| and i've not come to see you hung upon the gallows tree. | |
| oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
| and if ever i'm out of the prickly bush | |
| i'll never get in it any more. | |
| oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
| and if ever i'm out of the prickly bush | |
| i'll never get in it any more. | |
| oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
| and if ever i'm out of the prickly bush | |
| i'll never get in it any more. | |
| oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
| and if ever i'm out of the prickly bush | |
| i'll never get in it any more. | |
| oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
| and if ever i'm out of the prickly bush | |
| i'll never get in it any more. | |
| oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
| and if ever i'm out of the prickly bush | |
| i'll never get in it any more. | |
| oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
| and if ever i'm out of the prickly bush | |
| i'll never get in it any more. | |
| oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
| and if ever i'm out of the prickly bush | |
| i'll never get in it any more. |
| zuo ci : Steeleye Span, Traditional | |
| oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
| and if ever i' m out of the prickly bush | |
| i' ll never get in it any more. | |
| hangman, oh hangman, hold your rope awhile | |
| i think i see my father over yonder stile. | |
| father did you bring me gold or have you brought any fee | |
| for to save my body from the cold, clay ground | |
| and my neck from the gallows tree? | |
| no i didn' t bring you gold nor have i brought any fee | |
| but i have come to see you hung upon the gallows tree. | |
| hangman, oh hangman, hold your rope a while | |
| i think i see my brother over yonder stile. | |
| brother did you bring me gold or have you brought any fee | |
| for to save my body from the cold, clay ground | |
| and my neck from the gallows tree? | |
| no i didn' t bring you gold nor have i brought any fee | |
| but i have come to see you hung upon the gallows tree. | |
| oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
| and if ever i' m out of the prickly bush | |
| i' ll never get in it any more. | |
| oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
| and if ever i' m out of the prickly bush | |
| i' ll never get in it any more. | |
| hangman, oh hangman, hold your rope a while | |
| i think i see my sister coming over yonder stile. | |
| sister did you bring me gold or have you brought any fee | |
| for to save my body from the cold, clay ground | |
| and my neck from the gallows tree? | |
| no i didn' t bring you gold nor have i brought any fee | |
| but i have come to see you hung upon the gallows tree. | |
| oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
| and if ever i' m out of the prickly bush | |
| i' ll never get in it any more. | |
| oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
| and if ever i' m out of the prickly bush | |
| i' ll never get in it any more. | |
| hangman, oh hangman, hold your rope a while | |
| i think i see my lover over yonder stile. | |
| lover did you bring me gold or have you brought any fee | |
| for to save my body from the cold, clay ground | |
| and my neck from the gallows tree? | |
| yes i have brought you gold, yes i brought you the fee | |
| and i' ve not come to see you hung upon the gallows tree. | |
| oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
| and if ever i' m out of the prickly bush | |
| i' ll never get in it any more. | |
| oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
| and if ever i' m out of the prickly bush | |
| i' ll never get in it any more. | |
| oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
| and if ever i' m out of the prickly bush | |
| i' ll never get in it any more. | |
| oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
| and if ever i' m out of the prickly bush | |
| i' ll never get in it any more. | |
| oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
| and if ever i' m out of the prickly bush | |
| i' ll never get in it any more. | |
| oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
| and if ever i' m out of the prickly bush | |
| i' ll never get in it any more. | |
| oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
| and if ever i' m out of the prickly bush | |
| i' ll never get in it any more. | |
| oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
| and if ever i' m out of the prickly bush | |
| i' ll never get in it any more. |
| zuò cí : Steeleye Span, Traditional | |
| oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
| and if ever i' m out of the prickly bush | |
| i' ll never get in it any more. | |
| hangman, oh hangman, hold your rope awhile | |
| i think i see my father over yonder stile. | |
| father did you bring me gold or have you brought any fee | |
| for to save my body from the cold, clay ground | |
| and my neck from the gallows tree? | |
| no i didn' t bring you gold nor have i brought any fee | |
| but i have come to see you hung upon the gallows tree. | |
| hangman, oh hangman, hold your rope a while | |
| i think i see my brother over yonder stile. | |
| brother did you bring me gold or have you brought any fee | |
| for to save my body from the cold, clay ground | |
| and my neck from the gallows tree? | |
| no i didn' t bring you gold nor have i brought any fee | |
| but i have come to see you hung upon the gallows tree. | |
| oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
| and if ever i' m out of the prickly bush | |
| i' ll never get in it any more. | |
| oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
| and if ever i' m out of the prickly bush | |
| i' ll never get in it any more. | |
| hangman, oh hangman, hold your rope a while | |
| i think i see my sister coming over yonder stile. | |
| sister did you bring me gold or have you brought any fee | |
| for to save my body from the cold, clay ground | |
| and my neck from the gallows tree? | |
| no i didn' t bring you gold nor have i brought any fee | |
| but i have come to see you hung upon the gallows tree. | |
| oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
| and if ever i' m out of the prickly bush | |
| i' ll never get in it any more. | |
| oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
| and if ever i' m out of the prickly bush | |
| i' ll never get in it any more. | |
| hangman, oh hangman, hold your rope a while | |
| i think i see my lover over yonder stile. | |
| lover did you bring me gold or have you brought any fee | |
| for to save my body from the cold, clay ground | |
| and my neck from the gallows tree? | |
| yes i have brought you gold, yes i brought you the fee | |
| and i' ve not come to see you hung upon the gallows tree. | |
| oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
| and if ever i' m out of the prickly bush | |
| i' ll never get in it any more. | |
| oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
| and if ever i' m out of the prickly bush | |
| i' ll never get in it any more. | |
| oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
| and if ever i' m out of the prickly bush | |
| i' ll never get in it any more. | |
| oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
| and if ever i' m out of the prickly bush | |
| i' ll never get in it any more. | |
| oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
| and if ever i' m out of the prickly bush | |
| i' ll never get in it any more. | |
| oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
| and if ever i' m out of the prickly bush | |
| i' ll never get in it any more. | |
| oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
| and if ever i' m out of the prickly bush | |
| i' ll never get in it any more. | |
| oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
| and if ever i' m out of the prickly bush | |
| i' ll never get in it any more. |