I come running to the shelter of the hangin' treeDown by where the creek runs dryHow many boys have hung above meLeaving how many girls alone to cryAlone, alone, alone to cry
This cruel wind brings in one last stormI need the shelter of the hangin' treeBranches block drops of mornin' water claims of love are madeFlash flood, eternal loveFlash flood, eternal floodRunnin', runnin', runnin' past that hangin' tree
I come runnin' to the shelter of the hangin' treeDown by where the creek runs wildDrenched by bad bad loveGonna hang myself out to dryHang myself, hang myself, gonna hang myself out to dryOut to dry, hang 'em highPart the red seaPart it and let me through
Appears on Sub Pop 200 compilation
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