Cypress Tree
So you found yourself a killer
The one with blue eyes
I guess the bloodstains on the blanket don't lie, don't
Well I guess I saw it comin'
Like a boy I just kept runnin'
But through this crime I have survived, yeah
They're gonna hang you from the cypress tree
The crowd gonna cheer when they see you swing
Yeah, they're gonna hang you from the cypress tree
Yeah, tell me now do you believe?
Glory Hallelujah
I raise my glass up to you
And I bow my head with utmost respect, yeah
But I think it's only fair to warn you
That there's a storm that's coming up on you
And like the wind and the rain my words are direct, yeah
They're gonna hang you from the cypress tree
The crowd gonna cheer when they see you swinging
Yeah, they're gonna hang you from the cypress tree
Oh, tell me now do you believe?
It's a funny word, 'Friends'
You get beginnings and you got ends
I guess I'll see you when we're ashes again, yeah
They're gonna hang you from the cypress tree
The crowd gonna cheer when they see you swing, swing, swing
Yeah, they're gonna hang you from the cypress tree
Oh, tell me do you believe?
Do you believe me?
Do you believe me?
The one with blue eyes
I guess the bloodstains on the blanket don't lie, don't
Well I guess I saw it comin'
Like a boy I just kept runnin'
But through this crime I have survived, yeah
They're gonna hang you from the cypress tree
The crowd gonna cheer when they see you swing
Yeah, they're gonna hang you from the cypress tree
Yeah, tell me now do you believe?
Glory Hallelujah
I raise my glass up to you
And I bow my head with utmost respect, yeah
But I think it's only fair to warn you
That there's a storm that's coming up on you
And like the wind and the rain my words are direct, yeah
They're gonna hang you from the cypress tree
The crowd gonna cheer when they see you swinging
Yeah, they're gonna hang you from the cypress tree
Oh, tell me now do you believe?
It's a funny word, 'Friends'
You get beginnings and you got ends
I guess I'll see you when we're ashes again, yeah
They're gonna hang you from the cypress tree
The crowd gonna cheer when they see you swing, swing, swing
Yeah, they're gonna hang you from the cypress tree
Oh, tell me do you believe?
Do you believe me?
Do you believe me?
Credits
Writer(s): Rich Robinson, Chris Robinson
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