Из альбома: Witchcraft Destroys Minds & Reaps Souls
The white witch of Rose Hall,
The devil she could call
Mother Ruthford come one day,
Into Montego Bay
The great house,
An accountant man
Annie Palmer had to have this man
The white witch of Rose Hall,
A beauty above all
The slaves out in the fields
Had brothers who were killed
This obeah made the spirits rise,
Destroying the unwanted with her eyes
By night in the black
When she did rise,
Anyone in her path would die
Robert met Millicent one fine day,
Now the girl stood in Annie's way
Her life meant nothing without his love
But she couldn't bear the evil of
The white witch of Rose Hall
The devil she could call
Robert's love then denied
The blame Annie denied
But the father
Of this dead slave girl
Casted Annie from his world
The white witch of Rose Hall
The devil she could call
The white witch of Rose Hall
The devil she could call