Lyrics to Season Of The Witch
When I looked out my window
Many sights to see
And when I looked in my window
So many different people to be
That is strange, so strange
You got to pick out every stitch
You got to pick out every stitch
You got to pick out every stitch
Must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the witch
When I looked over my shoulder
What do you think I see
Summer cat looking over
It shoulder at me
Any strange, sure is strange
You got to pick out every stitch
You got to pick out every stitch
Beat me its eye to make it rich oh no
Must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the witch
You got to pick out every stitch
The rabbit's running in the ditch
Beat me its eye to make it rich oh no
Must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the witch
When I go
When I looked out my window
What do you think I see
And when I looked in my window
So many different people to be
It's strange, sure is strange
You got to pick out every stitch
You got to pick out every stitch
The rabbit's running in the ditch oh no
Must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the witch
When I go,
When I go
Many sights to see
And when I looked in my window
So many different people to be
That is strange, so strange
You got to pick out every stitch
You got to pick out every stitch
You got to pick out every stitch
Must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the witch
When I looked over my shoulder
What do you think I see
Summer cat looking over
It shoulder at me
Any strange, sure is strange
You got to pick out every stitch
You got to pick out every stitch
Beat me its eye to make it rich oh no
Must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the witch
You got to pick out every stitch
The rabbit's running in the ditch
Beat me its eye to make it rich oh no
Must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the witch
When I go
When I looked out my window
What do you think I see
And when I looked in my window
So many different people to be
It's strange, sure is strange
You got to pick out every stitch
You got to pick out every stitch
The rabbit's running in the ditch oh no
Must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the witch
When I go,
When I go
Songwriters: MACLEOD, COLIN DAVID
Publisher: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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