Sandy Denny
Bushes And Briars (thistles And Thorns)

(By Sandy Denny. U.F.O. Music, Inc. (C) 1972)

I can't believe that it's so cold
And there ain't been no snow.
The sound of music it comes to me
>From every place I go.
Sunday morning, there's no one in church,
But the clergy's chosen man
And he is fine I won't worry about him.
Got the book in his hand.

Oh, there's a bitter east wind, and the fields are swaying,
The crows are round their nests.
I wonder what he's in there a saying
To all those souls at rest.
I see the path which lead to the door,
And the clergy's chosen man.
Bushes and bria
You and I,
Where do we stand?

I wonder if he knows I'm here,

Watching the briars grow.
And all these people beneath my shoes,
I wonder if they know.
There was a time when every last one,
Knew a clergy's chosen man.
Where are they now?
Thistles and thorns,
Among the sand.

I can't believe that it's so cold
And there ain't been no snow.
The sound of music it comes to me
>From every place I go.
Sunday morning, there's no one in church,
But the clergy's chosen man
Bushes and briars,
Thistles and thorns
Upon the land.


Mirror lyrics:

Upon the land.
Thistles and thorns
Bushes and briars,
But the clergy's chosen man
Sunday morning, there's no one in church,
>From every place I go.
The sound of music it comes to me
And there ain't been no snow.
I can't believe that it's so cold

Among the sand.
Thistles and thorns,
Where are they now?
Knew a clergy's chosen man.
There was a time when every last one,
I wonder if they know.
And all these people beneath my shoes,
Watching the briars grow.

I wonder if he knows I'm here,

Where do we stand?
You and I,
Bushes and bria
And the clergy's chosen man.
I see the path which lead to the door,
To all those souls at rest.
I wonder what he's in there a saying
The crows are round their nests.
Oh, there's a bitter east wind, and the fields are swaying,

Got the book in his hand.
And he is fine I won't worry about him.
But the clergy's chosen man
Sunday morning, there's no one in church,
>From every place I go.
The sound of music it comes to me
And there ain't been no snow.
I can't believe that it's so cold

(By Sandy Denny. U.F.O. Music, Inc. (C) 1972)


Relevant Tags:
BBushes AAnd BBriars ((thistles AAnd TThorns) ushes nd riars thistles nd horns) uBshes nAd rBiars t(histles nAd hTorns)
vushes znd vriars (tthistles znd fhorns) vBushes zAnd vBriars (histles zAnd fThorns) Bvushes Aznd Bvriars (htistles Aznd Tfhorns)
gushes qnd griars (fhistles qnd 5horns) gBushes qAnd gBriars (fthistles qAnd 5Thorns) Bgushes Aqnd Bgriars (tfhistles Aqnd T5horns)
nushes snd nriars (5histles snd hhorns) nBushes sAnd nBriars (5thistles sAnd hThorns) Bnushes Asnd Bnriars (t5histles Asnd Thhorns)
hushes wnd hriars (hhistles wnd yhorns) hBushes wAnd hBriars (hthistles wAnd yThorns) Bhushes Awnd Bhriars (thhistles Awnd Tyhorns)
Buushes xnd Brriars (yhistles xnd 6horns) Bshes xAnd Biars (ythistles xAnd 6Thorns) Bsuhes Axnd Birars (tyhistles Axnd T6horns)
Bhshes Annd Bdiars (6histles Annd ghorns) Ad Bdriars (6thistles Ad gThorns) Buhshes Adn Brdiars (t6histles Adn Tghorns)
B7shes Amd B4iars (ghistles Amd rhorns) B7ushes Amnd B4riars (gthistles Amnd rThorns) Bu7shes Anmd Br4iars (tghistles Anmd Trhorns)
Bkshes Ahd Bgiars (rhistles Ahd Bkushes Ahnd (rthistles Ahnd Torns) Bukshes Anhd Brgiars (trhistles Anhd Tohrns)
Bishes Ajd Btiars Ajd Tjorns) Biushes Ajnd Btriars (tistles Ajnd Tjhorns) Buishes Anjd Brtiars (tihstles Anjd Thjorns)
B8shes Abd B5iars (tjistles Abd Tuorns) B8ushes Abnd B5riars (tjhistles Abnd Tuhorns) Bu8shes Anbd Br5iars (thjistles Anbd Thuorns)
Bjshes Andd Bfiars (tuistles Andd Tnorns) Bjushes An Bfriars (tuhistles An Tnhorns) Bujshes And Brfiars (thuistles And Thnorns)
Byshes Anx Beiars (tnistles Anx Tborns) Byushes Anxd Beriars (tnhistles Anxd Tbhorns) Buyshes Andx Breiars (thnistles Andx Thborns)
Busshes Ane Briiars (tbistles Ane Tgorns) Buhes Aned Brars (tbhistles Aned Buhses Ande Brairs (thbistles Ande Thgorns)
Buzhes Anf Brjars (tgistles Anf Tyorns) Buzshes Anfd Brjiars Anfd Buszhes Andf Brijars (thgistles Andf Thyorns)
Buwhes Anr Br9ars (tyistles Anr Thoorns) Buwshes Anrd Br9iars Anrd Thrns) Buswhes Andr Bri9ars (thyistles Andr Throns)
Budhes Anc Brlars (thiistles Anc Thkrns) Budshes Ancd Brliars (thstles Ancd Thkorns) Busdhes Andc Brilars (thsitles Andc Thokrns)
Buehes Ans Broars (thjstles Ans Th9rns) Bueshes Ansd Broiars Ansd Th9orns) Busehes Ands Brioars (thijstles Ands Tho9rns)
Buxhes Brkars (th9stles Th0rns) Buxshes Brkiars (th9istles Th0orns) Busxhes Brikars (thi9stles Tho0rns)
Buahes Br8ars (thlstles Thlrns) Buashes Br8iars (thlistles Thlorns) Busahes Bri8ars (thilstles Tholrns)
Bushhes Bruars (thostles Thirns) Buses Bruiars (thoistles Thiorns) Busehs Briuars (thiostles Thoirns)
Busjes Briaars (thkstles Thorrns) Busjhes Brirs (thkistles Thons) Bushjes Briras (thikstles Thonrs)
Busues Brizrs (th8stles Thodns) Busuhes Brizars (th8istles Thodrns) Bushues Briazrs (thi8stles Thordns)
Busnes Briqrs (thustles Tho4ns) Busnhes Briqars Tho4rns) Bushnes Briaqrs (thiustles Thor4ns)
Busbes Brisrs (thisstles Thogns) Busbhes Brisars (thitles Thogrns) Bushbes Briasrs (thitsles Thorgns)
Busges Briwrs (thiztles Thotns) Busghes Briwars (thizstles Thotrns) Bushges Briawrs (thisztles Thortns)
Busyes Brixrs (thiwtles Tho5ns) Busyhes Brixars (thiwstles Tho5rns) Bushyes Briaxrs (thiswtles Thor5ns)
Bushees Briarrs (thidtles Thofns) Bushs Brias (thidstles Thofrns)



HOME
Popular Songs:
black sabbath

home is where the hurt is

the bells of st. mary's

sueãƒâ±os

why try to change me now

the spirit will remain

broken man

just missed the train

solens strãƒâ´lar

i'm beginning to see the light

living proof

impossible lover

ugly man

hummingbird

contacting my angel

reverie

dia de suerte

rain

one more time

not out

(C) 2012 MirrorLyrics. All rights reserved. contact us