Seven branches on my window Waiting for the sun to come around Take this on an empty stomach Waiting for the spring to come around
Save yourself, by the way Never ride along Take me down easy I can't stand the sight or the smell It's getting harder and harder and harder and harder to tell
Tell me when the blood stops flowing Let it rest, it's run into the ground Just in case the dogs are feeding Shut the door so they won't hear the sound
Save yourself, by the way Never ride along Show me no quarter I can't stand the sight or the smell Harder and harder and harder and harder to tell
Put me to pasture I can't stand the sight or the smell Harder and harder and harder and harder to tell
