Biography:
(2004 - 2016) An 11 piece band that play(ed) arrangements of English traditional music.
They released one Ep, E.P.onymous in October 2004, and five albums, Burlesque in October 2006, Matachin in October 2008, Hedonism in October 2010, Broadside in October 2012 and Revival in June 2014.
http://www.bellowhead.co.uk/releases.html
They announced in 2015 that the 2016 tour would be the last.
www.bellowhead.co.uk/home/item/142-thats-all-folks.html
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The Prickle Eye Bush (traditional from Child Ballad 95 the maid saved from the gallows)
A D G D A
“Oh hangman, stay your hand, Stay it for a while,
D G D A D
For I think I see my sister coming over yonder stile.”
A D G D A
"Oh sister, have you brought me gold? Or silver to set me free?
D G D A D
For to save my body from the cold, cold ground and my neck from the gallows tree.”
A D G D A
“Oh no, I have not brought you gold or silver to set you free
D G D A D
for to save your body from the cold, cold ground and your neck from the gallows tree.”
A D G D A
Oh, the prickle-eye bush that pricks my heart full sore
D G D A D
And if ever I get out of this prickle-eye bush then I will never get in it any more.
A D G D A
“Oh hangman, stay your hand, Stay it for a while,
D G D A D
For I think I see my mother coming over yonder stile.”
A D G D A
"Oh mother, have you brought me gold? Or silver to set me free?
D G D A D
For to save my body from the cold, cold ground and my neck from the gallows tree.”
A D G D A
“Oh no, I have not brought you gold or silver to set you free
D G D A D
for to save your body from the cold, cold ground and your neck from the gallows tree.”
A D G D A
Oh, the prickle-eye bush that pricks my heart full sore
D G D A D
And if ever I get out of this prickle-eye bush then I will never get in it any more.
D
A D G D A
“Oh hangman, stay your hand, Stay it for a while,
D G D A D
For I think I see my true love coming over yonder stile.”
A D G D A
"Oh lover, have you brought me gold? Or silver to set me free?
D G D A D
For to save my body from the cold, cold ground and my neck from the gallows tree.”
A D G D A
O Yes, I have brought you gold and silver to set you free
D G D A D
for to save your body from the cold, cold ground and your neck from the gallows tree.”
A D G D A
Oh, the prickle-eye bush that pricks my heart full sore
D G D A D
And now that I’m out of this prickle-eye bush then I will never get in it any more.
A D G D A
“Oh hangman, stay your hand, Stay it for a while,
D G D A D
For I think I see my sister coming over yonder stile.”
A D G D A
"Oh sister, have you brought me gold? Or silver to set me free?
D G D A D
For to save my body from the cold, cold ground and my neck from the gallows tree.”
A D G D A
“Oh no, I have not brought you gold or silver to set you free
D G D A D
for to save your body from the cold, cold ground and your neck from the gallows tree.”
A D G D A
Oh, the prickle-eye bush that pricks my heart full sore
D G D A D
And if ever I get out of this prickle-eye bush then I will never get in it any more.
A D G D A
“Oh hangman, stay your hand, Stay it for a while,
D G D A D
For I think I see my mother coming over yonder stile.”
A D G D A
"Oh mother, have you brought me gold? Or silver to set me free?
D G D A D
For to save my body from the cold, cold ground and my neck from the gallows tree.”
A D G D A
“Oh no, I have not brought you gold or silver to set you free
D G D A D
for to save your body from the cold, cold ground and your neck from the gallows tree.”
A D G D A
Oh, the prickle-eye bush that pricks my heart full sore
D G D A D
And if ever I get out of this prickle-eye bush then I will never get in it any more.
D
A D G D A
“Oh hangman, stay your hand, Stay it for a while,
D G D A D
For I think I see my true love coming over yonder stile.”
A D G D A
"Oh lover, have you brought me gold? Or silver to set me free?
D G D A D
For to save my body from the cold, cold ground and my neck from the gallows tree.”
A D G D A
O Yes, I have brought you gold and silver to set you free
D G D A D
for to save your body from the cold, cold ground and your neck from the gallows tree.”
A D G D A
Oh, the prickle-eye bush that pricks my heart full sore
D G D A D
And now that I’m out of this prickle-eye bush then I will never get in it any more.
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