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the hangman drag their souls down

Warlocks - one with the fire 
Withered hags - sink your claws into me
Warlocks - in kirkyards conspire with death

Tales

and said goodbye
Beside the kirkyard wall,And the song the blackbird
sang to us
Was the sweetest song of all.
Green hills o' Somerset!
Green hills o'

we'll hear his witchy tones
No more he'll blow his Hieland drones
His bones lie cold beneath the stones
In the kirkyard o'Dumbarton

Saw ye Rory Murphy,

And for a while mon leave ye 
O' but I'll be dede afore your return 
In the green kirkyard o' Fyvie 

Her father struck her wondrous sore 
And likewise did