All black she fell to earth Waiting for a sign Softly in the wind A gentle battle cry A woman she was born A hero she will die
The witch of Bodmin Moor Or Joan to those who know Hung from off the rafters For many years but now She lays in her grave But her ghost still walks the earth
Bury me she cried But nobody heard Bury me she cried Put me in the earth
Ribbons from the tree The people came for miles To get the help they seek From Joan but in thе night They threw her in a cеll In someone else's name
