The Magic Wood-Joan Baez

[ti:The Magic Wood] [ar:Joan Baez] [al:The Contemporary Ballad Book] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]The Magic Wood - Joan Baez (琼·贝兹) [00:04.60]The wood is full of shining eyes [00:06.48]The wood is full of creeping feet [00:08.29]The wood is full of tiny cries [00:10.16]You must not go to the wood at night [00:14.10] [00:18.10]I met a man with eyes of glass [00:19.91]And a finger as curled as the wriggling worm [00:21.91]And hair all red with rotting leaves [00:23.66]And a stick that hissed like a summer snake [00:26.85] [00:28.10]The wood is full of shining eyes [00:29.72]The wood is full of creeping feet [00:31.72]The wood is full of tiny cries [00:33.72]You must not go to the wood at night [00:37.54] [00:41.72]He sang me a song in backwards words [00:43.66]And drew me a dragon in the air [00:45.66]I saw his teeth through the back of his head [00:47.91]And a rat's eyes winking from his hair [00:50.66] [00:51.85]The wood is full of shining eyes [00:53.65]The wood is full of creeping feet [00:55.51]The wood is full of tiny cries [00:57.44]You must not go to the wood at night [01:00.98] [01:05.52]He made me a penny out of a stone [01:07.70]And showed me the way to catch a lark [01:09.81]With a straw in a knot and a whispered word [01:11.94]Penny worth of ginger wrapped up in a leave [01:14.81] [01:15.63]The wood is full of shining eyes [01:17.25]The wood is full of creeping feet [01:19.42]The wood is full of tiny cries [01:21.60]You must not go to the wood at night [01:25.08] [01:29.81]He asked me my name and where I lived [01:31.61]I told him a name from my book of tales [01:33.66]He asked me to come with him into the wood [01:35.71]And dance with the kings from under the hills [01:38.81] [01:40.18]The wood is full of shining eyes [01:41.62]The wood is full of creeping feet [01:43.54]The wood is full of tiny cries [01:45.47]You must not go to the wood at night [01:49.40] [01:55.29]But I saw that his eyes were turning to fire [01:57.45]And I watched the nails grow in his wriggling hand [02:00.63]And I sent my prayers all out in a rush [02:03.39]And found myself safe on my fathe's land [02:06.56] [02:08.67]The wood is full of shining eyes [02:10.30]The wood is full of creeping feet [02:12.24]The wood is full of tiny cries [02:14.17]You must not go to the wood at night