Rebecca Pidgeon - The Witch [DFF](112.41 MB)

There was an old witch

Used to live in this house

Traveling havoc both north and south

Old witch living

In a post and beam house

And now I'm making it mine

Spirits in the rafters

Creak of old wood

And what if the banshee

Is alive and should

Come back to haunt me

With a gunpowder tin

I got a loaded revolver

And a rolling pin

Old road leads to not much of a place

Where a fresh young wife

Dare not show her face

New tracks in the snow

The buck and the doe

My only companions at forty below

There was an old witch

Used to live in this house

Traveling havoc both north and south

Old witch living

In a post and beam house

And now I'm making it mine

Old old house at the neck of the wood

In the pitch of the night

Where the tamarack stood

I hear of the witch used to live in the house

All the folks knew her for miles about

But now the house has come to my hands

The whistling wind

And the whispering land

All mine for the taking

Come to my care

I look in the forest there are angels there

There was an old witch

Used to live in this house

Traveling havoc both north and south

Old witch living

In a post and beam house

And now I'm making it mine