Tuesday, June 03, 2003
Stuck in my head...
I come running to the shelter of the hangin' tree Down by where the creek runs dry How many boys have hung above me Leaving how many girls alone to cry Alone, alone, alone to cry
This cruel wind brings in one last storm I need the shelter of the hangin' tree Branches block drops of mornin' water claims of love are made Flash flood, eternal loveFlash flood, eternal flood Runnin', runnin', runnin' past that hangin' tree
I come runnin' to the shelter of the hangin' by where the creek runs wild Drenched by bad bad love Gonna hang myself out to dry Hang myself, hang myself, gonna hang myself out to dry Out to dry, hang 'em Part the red sea Part it and let me through - Hangin Tree by Green River
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