Isabella - Wild Honey

News from Europe made her feel sad

By the gate there’s a snowman

Watching the snow fall

Soldiers from foreign countries must look like that

She gave him some bread, and old blancket and left

The seventh sister in the family prayed

And promised to God he’d cut her beautiful hair

Oh Isabella, don’t cut your hair

Let it grow out, see your sisters

Let it grow out just like them

Let it grow out…

The body had been there

For three days or so

They found it dead near the neighbourhood

And people just watched the trees

Covered in snow

That december in 1944

Isabella still have her self-made haircut

And saw that her promise

Turned out to be a curse

Oh Isabella, don’t cut your hair

Let it grow out, see your sisters

Let it grow out just like them

Let it grow out…

Oh Isabella, don’t cut your hair

Let it grow out, see your sisters

Let it grow out just like them

Let it grow out… (let it grow out)

Let it grow out… (let it grow out)

Let it grow out… (let it grow out)

Just like them