Chords for The McCalmans - Burn The Witch

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_ _ _ [G] There lived a wife in Pittenweem, and the gruesome [F] cumber was she.
[C] The glimpse of [G] graces in her heart, a spark of [D] humanity.
_ _ [G] Her in the golden light of beach, her chin was [Am] glad with hay.
[Em] And a blue-haired seed moved out [G] beneath, like a sun [D] a love that fair.
_ [C] _ [G] Burn the witch, oh [C] Pittenweem, burn the [G] witch and her awful [C] spell.
Burn [G] the devil in [Am] the witch's heart, [G] let [D] her hurry [Em] on her way to hell. _ _
_ _ [G] And the [Em] screeching of the demon's [G] staff, sing music [F] till her ear.
[C] And I sing [G] for me, for one, a lord and [D] a master dear.
_ [C] His skin [G] and a carpet they have harkened with the [Am] gallows tree.
[Em] Where a barb is set with a hanged man's [G] head, and a skull for the [D] eyes to see.
_ [C] Burn [G] the witch, oh [C] Pittenweem, [G] burn the witch and her awful spell.
Burn the devil in the [Am] witch's heart, let [G] her [D] hurry on her [Em] way to hell. _ _ _
_ _ [G] Now she spilled the heifer on the green, the lamb upon [F] the [C] lee.
And money [G] upon it, very kind, that gives them all [D] a birthday.
_ _ [C] The sheriff has [G] sent the scouts abroad, and he sought [Am] with east and [Em] west.
Till they came to the cave, as dark as a grave, [G] where the powder [D] slipping fast.
_ [C] Burn the [G] witch, oh [C] Pittenweem, burn [G] the witch and her awful [C] spell.
Burn [G] the devil in the [Am] witch's heart, [G] let her hurry on her [Em] way to hell. _ _
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_ _ _ [G] Well they built a fire around the hag, to wash god's sails [F] up and high.
[C] And the hanged man [G] came with a lowering torch, to light the [D] horrid fire.
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And when the flames had reached their half, she gave an [Am] awful [Em] yell.
And a spirit was sent that fell within, [G] and where I [D] cannot _ tell.
[C] Burn [G] the witch, oh Pittenweem, [C]
[G] burn the witch and her awful [C] spell.
Burn the [G] devil in the [Am] witch's heart, [Em] let her hurry on her way to hell. _
_ Burn the witch, burn the witch, burn the witch,