Veda Hille – The Boy in the Woods

Veda Hille – The Boy in the Woods Lyrics

Artist: Veda Hille
Song: The Boy in the Woods

When I was young my parents left me
They said I could not sing
I talk through my mouth with many tongues
I am a wonder

The nightingale, the lark, the blackbird, the thrush
Proclaim themselves from every bush
Crow, crow, get out of my sight
I am a wonder

So weird and sad
I am a wonder
I vary my voice
One is sorrow

Two, mirth
Three, a wedding
Four, a birth
Five, heaven

Six, hell
Seven, the devil’s own self
Sonnets, elegies to ease my grief
Oppressed heart of strains so sweet

Sweet birds, might I hear you ever
I sing again as I should
To wake men up for their own good
I talk through my mouth with many tongues

I am a wonder so weird and sad
I am a wonder
One is a sign of mischief, two a sign of mirth
Three you know and four a sign of death

Five a sign of rain
Six is the sign of the b#stard born
The b#stard born with no last name
Crow, crow get out of my sight

I’ll kill your mother and father tonight
When I was young my parents left me
They said I could not sing
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Veda Hille Lyrics – The Boy in the Woods

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