Steeleye Span - The Twelve Witches lyrics

Oh there were twelve witches bold And they lived in the north, And their equals were not seen On the face of the earth. The first witch, with her hand, The storm could hush, And the second witch could stop All the torrents rush. And the third witch, she could strike Upon the golden lyre, And she charmed both young and old Into the dancing fire. Rowan tree, red thread, Hold the witches all in dread. The fourth witch she could dive In the sea as a fish, And the fifth witch she never wanted Any meat on a dish. And now the next witch go Under the earth could she, And the seventh witch could dance Upon the rolling sea. And the eighth witch on her horn She would blow a blast, And everyone who heard Would shudder and stand aghast. Rowan tree, red thread, Hold the witches all in dread. Oh the ninth witch she tamed all That in the greenwood crept, And the tenth witch, not a nap She had ever slept. The eleventh witch, the grisly Lindworm bound, And the twelfth witch she could all Things understand. And these twelve witches bold, They all lived in the north, And their equals were not seen On the face of the earth. Rowan tree, red thread, Hold the witches all in dread......