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- Prickly Thorn, But Sweetly Worn Lyrics
Album: Under Great White Northern Lights Singing Li De Li De Li Oh Oh Well A Li De Li De Li Oh Oh Li De Li De Li Oh Oh Well A Li De Li De Li Oh Oh Well the hills are pretty and rollin' But the thorn is sharp and swollen And the man plays a beautiful whistle But he wears a prickly thistle Singing Li De Li De Li Oh Oh Well A Li De Li De Li Oh Oh Li De Li De Li Oh Oh Well A Li De Li De Li Oh Oh The silver birches pierce through an icy fog Which covers the ground most daily And the angels which carry St. Andrew high Are singing a tune most gaily One sound can hold back a thousand hands When the pipe plays a tune forlorn And the thistle is a prickly flower Aye, But how it is sweetly worn Singing Li De Li De Li Oh Oh Well A Li De Li De Li Oh Oh Li De Li De Li Oh Oh Well A Li De Li De Li Oh Oh
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