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    "Four Oaks Lane"genre: World Traditions
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    Yep, it's the Scottish version of Nightmare on Elm Street!
    CD: Traditional Routes   Label: Hooleypalooza Productions
    Credits: Wylde Nept

    Lyrics
    Four Oaks Lane

    Elm do grieve
    Oak he do hate
    Willow do walk
    If you travels late *

    Come sit closer to the fire
    The night is dark wind blows higher
    Warm your bones while I tell my tale
    It'll turn you cold it'll make you pale

    Its been fifty years gone by
    Since Silas Smith he lived nearby
    He did men wrong and women worse
    He never prayed he only cursed

    Oh hear me
    Don't go walking
    Don't go walking down Four Oaks Lane
    Deep through swampland
    Where the willows
    Will make certain
    You don't return again

    Silas Smith he lived for greed
    Money filled his every need
    He was boastful he was proud
    One night he spoke a bit too loud

    At the tavern full to fight
    Stepped outside and yelled to the night
    For his crimes he felt no shame
    He'd go walking down Four Oaks lane

    Oh hear me
    Don't go walking,
    Don't go walking down Four Oaks Lane
    Deep through swampland
    Where the willows
    Will make certain
    You don't return again

    Here's a gift from me to you
    Now you know what you should not do
    Just ask Silas he's there himself
    That's his skull set high upon the shelf

    Oh hear me
    Don't go walking
    Don't go walking down Four Oaks Lane
    Deep through swampland
    Where the willows
    Will make certain
    You don't return again

    Oh hear me
    Don't go walking,
    Don't go walking down Four Oaks Lane
    Deep through swampland
    Where the willows
    Will make certain
    You don't return again

    *excerpt from an olde Somerset folksong.

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