Southern Tenant Folk Union
Folk Tree
Hang me up on this old treeClear the way so I can seeHang me high on this old treeI wont tell what you done to meI wont tell what you done to meI was passing through the valeDay was fine to stop for aleMet a fair lass she did smileTook our talk to walk a mileTook our talk to walk a mileFearsome sound did end our blissJealous fiend seen our kissApproached with teeth and hair and fistShe sobbed and cried out lonelinessShe sobbed and cried out lonelinessHung me up on this old treeCleared the way so I could seeHung me high on this old treeNo I wont tell what you done to meNo I wont tell what you done to meI wont tell what you done to me
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