Oliver Cromwell lyrics
Song information
Artist: Sarah Brightman Album: Trees They Grow So High
Lyrics
Oliver cromwell lay buried and dead Hee-haw, buried and dead There grew an old apple-tree over his head Hee-haw, over his head
The apples were ripe and ready to fall Hee-haw, ready to fall There came an old woman to gather them all Hee-haw, gather them all
Oliver rose and gave her a drop Hee-haw, gave her a drop Which made the old woman go hippety hop Hee-haw, hippety hop
The saddle and bridle, they lie on the shelf Hee-haw, lie on the shelf If you want any more your can sing it yourself Hee-haw, sing it yourself
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