I [bad word] to the shelter of the hangin' tree
Down by where the [bad word] dry
How many boys have hung above me
Leaving how many girls alone to cry
Alone, alone, alone to cry
This [bad word] 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 love
Flash flood, eternal flood [bad word]  [bad word]  [bad word] #39; past that hangin' tree
I [bad word] #39; to the shelter of the hangin' tree
Down by where the [bad word] 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 high
Part the red sea
Part it and let me through