Salem Songtext
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Salem Songtext
The sun wouldn′t shine and the corn wouldn't grow
A little baby sick in the house next door
So much disaster and who′s to blame?
So they called, they called her out
And they made her pay, made her pay
Fingers pointed, accusations flew
You killed my cow, you killed my chickens too
Oh poor little girl, what could you do?
Nothing
One, two, three, four
Will she hold her breath a few seconds more?
Five, six, seven, eight
Will she sink to the bottom or burn at the stake?
Then they marched them through that dusty little town
While the children hung on the backs of their gowns
There must have been a hundred or maybe two
But I swear I never saw nothing of a witch's brew
Of a witch's brew
Hey mister, when I look in your eyes
All I see is fear of a woman who′s wise
If she′s a witch, you must be the devil in disguise
One, two, three, four
Will she hold her breath a few seconds more?
Five, six, seven, eight
Will she sink to the bottom or burn at the stake?
Will she sink to the bottom or burn at the stake?
Bye bye mother, bye bye sweet Mary Sue
You were taken from our little home
Now at the bottom of the river's where we′ll find your bones
Oh God, what have we done?
A town of motherless children
Mean while them torches still burn
One, two, three, four
Will she hold her breath a few seconds more?
Five, six, seven, eight
Will she sink to the bottom or burn at the stake?
One, two, three, four
Will she hold her breath a few seconds more?
Five, six, seven, eight
Will she sink to the bottom or burn at the stake?
Will she sink to the bottom or burn at the stake?
A little baby sick in the house next door
So much disaster and who′s to blame?
So they called, they called her out
And they made her pay, made her pay
Fingers pointed, accusations flew
You killed my cow, you killed my chickens too
Oh poor little girl, what could you do?
Nothing
One, two, three, four
Will she hold her breath a few seconds more?
Five, six, seven, eight
Will she sink to the bottom or burn at the stake?
Then they marched them through that dusty little town
While the children hung on the backs of their gowns
There must have been a hundred or maybe two
But I swear I never saw nothing of a witch's brew
Of a witch's brew
Hey mister, when I look in your eyes
All I see is fear of a woman who′s wise
If she′s a witch, you must be the devil in disguise
One, two, three, four
Will she hold her breath a few seconds more?
Five, six, seven, eight
Will she sink to the bottom or burn at the stake?
Will she sink to the bottom or burn at the stake?
Bye bye mother, bye bye sweet Mary Sue
You were taken from our little home
Now at the bottom of the river's where we′ll find your bones
Oh God, what have we done?
A town of motherless children
Mean while them torches still burn
One, two, three, four
Will she hold her breath a few seconds more?
Five, six, seven, eight
Will she sink to the bottom or burn at the stake?
One, two, three, four
Will she hold her breath a few seconds more?
Five, six, seven, eight
Will she sink to the bottom or burn at the stake?
Will she sink to the bottom or burn at the stake?
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