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White Stripes - Prickly Thorn, But Sweetly Worn Lyrics

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  • 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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