Hawthorne white Hawthorne red Hanging in the garden not my head Tell me simple tell me true When winter comes what will i do I have a house with chimneys four With silver bells hung at my door A single heart and a single bed Thats not enough the hawthorne said I have a lute and i have a lyre A nightengale to my tree is tied That bird looks sick the Hawthorne cried I have a horse with wings for feet I have a chicken each day to eat When i was born the church bells rang The Hawthorne's sang That runs blood red round my bed head Why's my heart as light as lead Theres no love there the Hawthorne's said Hawthorne white Hawthorn red Hanging in the garden at my head Tell me simple tell me true When winter comes what will i do?