The Decemberists

The Decemberists - The Hazards Of Love 1 (The Prettiest Whistles Won't Wrestle The Thistles Undone) lyrics

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My true love went riding out 

In white and green and gray 

Past the pale of office wall 

Where she was want to stray 

And there she came upon 

A white and wounded faun 



Singing 

Oh, oh 

The hazards of love 



She, being full of charity, 

A credit to her sex 

Saught to right the faun's hind legs 

When here her plans were vexxed 

The tiger shifted strange 

The beast began to change 



Singing 

Oh, oh 

The hazards of love 

Singing 

Oh, oh oh oh 

The hazards of love 

You'll learn soon enough 

The prettiest whistles won't wrestle the thistles undone 

Undone 



Fifteen lithsome maidens lay 

Along in their bower 

Fourteen occupations pay 

To pass the idle hour 



Margret heaves a sigh 

Her hands clasped to her thigh 



Singing 

Oh, oh 

The hazards of love 

Singing 

Oh, oh oh oh 

The hazards of love 

You'll learn soon enough 

The prettiest whistles won't wrestle the thistles undone 

Undone 

Undone 

Undone 

Undone




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