Wicker Man Song lyrics
by Paul Giovanni
Heigh ho
Who is there
No one but me my dear
Please come
Say How do?
The things I'll give to you
A stroke as gentle as a feather
Heigh ho
I am here
Am I not young and fair
Please come
Say How do?
The things I'll show to you
Would you have a wondrous sight
The midday sun at midnight
Fair maid
White and red
Comb you smooth and stroke your hair