The Felice Brothers - Hawthorne lyrics

In the graveyard the Hawthorne grove And that's where I want to be Don't you follow me through the Hawthorne The cold wind blows freely and wild Like a human child Baah Baah black sheep have you any wine? Baah Baah black sheep have you any mind? Wine? Mind? Have you got it? In the graveyard the Senator sleeps And he dreams of golden hinds Devilish delights In his casket he dines on snails Centipedes and snails Tongues of nightinggales Baah Baah Black Sheep have you any tea? Baah Baah black sheep have you any for me? Baah Baah black sheep have you any home? Yes sir, Yes sir, where angels roam Home, mine, home