Does anybody really know you? Can anybody say they truly do? You swear that you're a hick retriever Your limbs are loaded down with rotten fruit You
There's no way that I could ever do the things it does Cradle tons of gravel and the timbers all piled up Be that as it may I still do wish that I could
Close your eyes squeeze them tight I wish I may, I wish I might Keep on repeating your little chant You might believe it but I just can't Wish me away
I hope I haven't been lying here long I'd say, "I told you so," but I'm long gone Who called you? Who found me? Who had to spread the news? I hope it