| Song | Woods Of Sipsey |
| Artist | Claire Lynch |
| Album | Whatcha Gonna Do |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| In the woods of | |
| SipseyThe trees are so tall, an unscalable wall | |
| So high and green | |
| Oh beware in | |
| SipseyThere’re snakes on the ground – they move with no sound | |
| If you happen to venture in | |
| In the woods of | |
| SipseyNo lights after dark, except for the stars | |
| That hang in space | |
| When the air is misty | |
| It hovers the glade with shadow and shade | |
| It’s a backward, forsaken place! | |
| And the mulberry river singswhere the birds still have room for their wingsthey fly… fly…. over my homedown in the woods of | |
| SipseyThere’s a path in | |
| SipseyThat leads to the graves where my ancestors lay | |
| It comforts me | |
| Just to know in | |
| SipseyA light year from now, in this same hallowed ground | |
| I’ll be resting in peaceful sleep | |
| And the mulberry river will singwhere the birds still have room for their wingsthey’ll fly…. fly… over my homedown in the woods of | |
| Sipsey |
| In the woods of | |
| SipseyThe trees are so tall, an unscalable wall | |
| So high and green | |
| Oh beware in | |
| SipseyThere' re snakes on the ground they move with no sound | |
| If you happen to venture in | |
| In the woods of | |
| SipseyNo lights after dark, except for the stars | |
| That hang in space | |
| When the air is misty | |
| It hovers the glade with shadow and shade | |
| It' s a backward, forsaken place! | |
| And the mulberry river singswhere the birds still have room for their wingsthey fly fly. over my homedown in the woods of | |
| SipseyThere' s a path in | |
| SipseyThat leads to the graves where my ancestors lay | |
| It comforts me | |
| Just to know in | |
| SipseyA light year from now, in this same hallowed ground | |
| I' ll be resting in peaceful sleep | |
| And the mulberry river will singwhere the birds still have room for their wingsthey' ll fly. fly over my homedown in the woods of | |
| Sipsey |
| In the woods of | |
| SipseyThe trees are so tall, an unscalable wall | |
| So high and green | |
| Oh beware in | |
| SipseyThere' re snakes on the ground they move with no sound | |
| If you happen to venture in | |
| In the woods of | |
| SipseyNo lights after dark, except for the stars | |
| That hang in space | |
| When the air is misty | |
| It hovers the glade with shadow and shade | |
| It' s a backward, forsaken place! | |
| And the mulberry river singswhere the birds still have room for their wingsthey fly fly. over my homedown in the woods of | |
| SipseyThere' s a path in | |
| SipseyThat leads to the graves where my ancestors lay | |
| It comforts me | |
| Just to know in | |
| SipseyA light year from now, in this same hallowed ground | |
| I' ll be resting in peaceful sleep | |
| And the mulberry river will singwhere the birds still have room for their wingsthey' ll fly. fly over my homedown in the woods of | |
| Sipsey |