Robin Williamson - Ivy, Sing Ivy lyrics

My father left me an acre of land

Ivy, sing ivy

Between salt water and salt sea sand

And a bunch of green holly and ivy

I plowed it all under with an old rams horn

I sowed it all over with nettles and corn

I scythed it well with the brim of my hat

I carted it to mill with a team of great rats

I stored it well in the wee pigs sty

With all these riches, what'll I buy?