Come Little Children / The Hanging Tree (feat. Bailey Pelkman)

Come, little children, I'll take thee away

Into a land of enchantment

Come, little children, the time's come to play

Here in my garden of shadows

Follow, sweet children, I'll show thee the way

Through all the pain and the sorrows

Weep not, poor children, for life is this way

Murdering beauty and passions (ooh, ooh)

Are you, are you comin' to the tree?

They strung up a man they say who murdered three

Strange things did happened here, no stranger would it be

If we met at midnight in the hanging tree (ooh, ooh)

Hush now, dear children, it must be this way

To weary of life in deceptions

Strange things did happen here, no stranger it would be

If we met at midnight (into the calm and the quiet) in the hanging tree

Are you, are you coming to the tree?

Through all the pain and sorrow

Strange things did happen here, no stranger it would be

If we met at midnight (murdering beauty and passions) in the hanging tree

Strange things did happen here (weep not, poor children)

No stranger it would be (for life is this way)

If we met at midnight (murdering beauty and passions)

In the hanging tree

Are you, are you coming to the tree?

Where dead man call out for his love to flee

Come little children, the time's come to play

Here in my garden of shadows

Ooh

Ooh

Ooh

Ooh

Come little children, I'll take thee away

Into a land of enchantment

Come, little children (strange things did happen here)

The time's come to play (no stranger would it be)

Here in my garden of shadows (if we met at midnight in the hanging tree)