1, 2, ready (Michael Kazalski)
A night, a blood moon, full of dread (David Doersch)
She danced with demons in her bed
The cockerels blood around her flowed
She eyes slashed evil to and fro
Thrice times 'round the cursed fire she got
Thrice tied within her hair, the knots
In winter shoes she broke the good
And damned me, old Grey Sherwood
And oh the horrors then prevailed
My happy home began to fail
My crops were blasted, yews all died
My wife, she withered at my side
My well went foul, my horse went lame
And all in Asmodeus' name
And in the name of God and good
You must knock Biddy Sherwood
But sirs I vow until you burn (Catherine Hauke)
I stand within the purest light
Of pure intents and Godliness
You must believe I'm innocent
Ha! (David)
I've mixed them herbs to heal their woe (Catherine)
I've cured their ills, Godless? No!
Delivered babies strong and good
They called me Goody Sherwood
A foul and loathsome witch is she (David)
A cursed with evil (??)
(??) and omens not so fair
Just look within her ragged hair
She fouls the ground she treads upon
And curses those she glances on
With an evil eye that brings no good
You must knock Biddy Sherwood
But sirs I vow until you burn (Catherine)
I stand within the purest light
With clear intents and Godliness
You must believe I'm innocent
Ha! (David)
I've mixed them herbs to heal their woe (Catherine)
I've cured their ills, God does know
Delivered babies strong and good
They called me Goody Sherwood
And now we speak, we judges seven (David)
We stand for God and powers of heaven
Your body will be searched for marks
Of the Devil's bond made in the dark
We cannot find the jewelry fair
So to the bay, we'll take you there
For witches float like broken wood
We'll duck you, Biddy Sherwood
They ducked her in the bay hard by
A swimmer strong, she floated nigh
A witch she was, she did not drown
They brought her back and into town
3, 4! (Michael)
Accused and slammed and wracked with grief (David)
The magistrates gave no relief
They jailed her there for seven years
Despite her pleas and all her tears
In time their fury towards her waned
They opened the doors, unlocked her chains
And years went by before she died
With five strong sons all at her side
But before her body's in the ground
Torrential rains came pouring down
For seven days and nights the flood
Did float old Biddy Sherwood
For witches float like broken wood (Catherine)
The people, in amazement, stood
And watched my coffin rise and good
"We duck to you Biddy Sherwood!"
Now every year an Autumn fright
On a clear and cold September night
The cats will climb above my grave
And howl to old Grey Sherwood
And old Grey Sherwood back here on the drums, Catherine Hawk (David)