Fay Hield - The Hag in the Beck lyrics

Oh what do you wash in the beck old hag Is it water you lack at home? It's nowt but a murderer's shroud young man A shroud for to cover his gown Cover his gown, oh cover his gown A shroud for to cover his gown It's nowt but a murderer's shroud young man A shroud for to cover his gown Oh what do you cut in the slack old hag Is it fencing you lack for your beasts? It's nowt but a murderer's coffin sir A coffin to cover his face Cover his face, oh cover his face A coffin to cover his face It's nowt but a murderer's coffin sir A coffin to cover his face And what do you dig at the crossroads witch Is it roots that you lack for your swine? It's nowt but a murderer's grave fair sir A grave for to bury him fine Bury him fine, oh bury him fine A grave for to bury him fine It's nowt but a murderer's grave fair sir A grave for to bury him fine And who owns the coffin and shroud foul witch And why's the grave in the gra**? This spell I've woven for you dear heart Come k** me and bring it to pa** Bring it to pa**, oh bring it to pa** Come k** me and bring it to pa** This spell I've woven for you dear heart Come k** me and bring it to pa**