Sarah Brightman : Oliver Cromwell

Lyrics for the Sarah Brightman song "Oliver Cromwell" from their "Trees They Grow So High" album. Feel free to browse the rest of our Sarah Brightman lyrics here, or download the rest of our Trees They Grow So High lyrics.

Band: Sarah Brightman
Album: Trees They Grow So High
Song: Oliver Cromwell

Oliver cromwell lay buried and dead,
Hee-haw, buried and dead,
There grew an old apple-tree over his head,
Hee-haw, over his head.

The apples were ripe and ready to fall,
Hee-haw, ready to fall,
There came an old woman to gather them all,
Hee-haw, gather them all.


Oliver rose and gave her a drop,
Hee-haw, gave her a drop,
Which made the old woman go hippety hop,
Hee-haw, hippety hop.


The saddle and bridle, they lie on the shelf,
Hee-haw, lie on the shelf,
If you want any more your can sing it yourself,
Hee-haw, sing it yourself.