Going To A Hanging - текст песни
Going To A Hanging
Would you like a way home
I bleed my own
Round the hangin tree
Swaying in the breeze
In the summer sun
As we two are one
Swaying
Can you see under my thumb
There you are
Round the hangin tree
Swaying in the breeze
In the summer sun
As we two are one
Swaying
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