
Date of issue: 31.10.2004
Song language: English
Flowers In Her Hair |
She wore flowers in her hair |
And all the town would stare |
And all the young girls followed picking up the petals strewn everywhere |
And when the flowers died they saw through the disguise |
And all the townsfolk circled her |
With prayers and tar and feathers |
And fire |
There’s a dog loose in the woods |
A fox tied to a tree |
And when the farmer raises his gun |
The bullets pass right through me And everyone you know will be crawling through the snow at the four furthest |
corners of town where they buried my bones |