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letra de stick stock - emily portman

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stick stock, stone dead
stick stock, stone dead

my stepmother slew me
my dear father ate me
little brother, whom i love
sits below, i sing above

stick stock, stone dead

my stepmother was beautiful
she stole my father’s heart away
wanted him all for herself
wanted me out of the way

stick stock, stone dead

my little brother, he was born
with hair as black as the carrion crow
my hair grew gold as summer corn
she grew bitter as the sluagh

stick stock, stone dead

we played in the shade of the juniper tree
like a raven and a dove
stepmother’s heart twisted like bark
till she had no room for love

stick stock, stone dead

come in, come in, my sweetie pies
night is near and better beware
but before you sleep, susie, sweet
let me comb your golden hair

your lovely locks are full of knots
that will break my ebony comb
fetch father’s axe, a billet of wood
we’ll cut the knots that wind has blown

stick stock, stone dead

that night my brother had a dream –
a white bird crying scarlet tears
in the morning when he woke
his tender heart was full of fear

my stepmother baked tender pies
neat meat pies with crusts of gold
my father ate up every bite
brother let his pies grow cold

stick stock, stone cold

in the woods they found my bones
buried them under the juniper tree
on my grave my brother weeps
weeps until he cannot see

and i will sing my little song
to sooth my brother’s tears away
to ring in my stepmother’s ears
until she turns into the clay

- emily portman

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