Tim Easton - Hanging Tree Lyrics
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Hanging Tree
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What Are The Lyrics For Hanging Tree By Tim Easton?
Put your arms around the one
Whose heart that you've just broken. And take them to the bottom again. Why don't you leave? What you see when you're far away, Gets blurry when it's in your face. Find yourself someplace new to stay. Why don't you leave? Why don't you pick up and go? You've already let me know, That I'm nothing to you anyhow. Who is the weak one now? You don't need me 'cause you don't need Anyone in here can read the writing, On the hanging tree. Why don't you leave? Once you tried to make some ground, And there you were backstabbing me down. You got lazy so you stuck around. Why don't you leave? You were set free but you could not run Must have mistaken weak for strong The slowest reaction to the fastest gun Why don't you leave? Why don't you pick up and go? You've already let me know, That I'm nothing to you to trust. And that is the truth about us. You don't need me 'cause you don't need Everyone but you can read the writing, On the hanging tree. Why don't you leave? Tonight I watched you from below, And I could tell you wanted to go. Just outside the law. Why don't you leave? |
Who Wrote Hanging Tree By Tim Easton?
Timothy E Easton
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What's The Duration Of The Hanging Tree By Tim Easton?The duration of Hanging Tree is 5:09 minutes and seconds. |
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