family lies, where my family lies? Let the fog lay low on the mountain high Hear the willow cry, hear the willow cry Hear the willow cry, hear the willow cry
family lies where my family lies let the fog lay low on the mountain high hear the willow cry hear the willow cry hear the willow cry hear the willow cry
my family lies where my family lies let the fog lay low on the mountain high hear the willow cry hear the willow cry hear the willow cry hear the willow cry
ll brand it With a steel toe, how you feel now? When my boot stuck in that ass like a dildo? Cry on a pillow, weeper that's willow The hill got the skill
I'll brand it With a steel-toe, how you feel now When my boot stuck in that ass like a dildo Cry on a pillow, weeper that's willow The Hill got the skill
you pay for thinkin e'rybody dumb Green and googly wide-eyed and surprised Brows and lashes, honey mustaches, fried bride Effort to little hit now holla cry
arms, will perish and die From the winds that blow across the wild moor But her father was deaf to her cry Not a sound of her voice, did he hear So the
Little yellow house sitting on a hill That is where he lived, that is where he died Every Sunday morning Hear the weeping willows cry Two children born
over the mountain You make the darkness swallow the sky You make the leaves turn brown in the spring time You make the willow tree willin' to cry You
Night winds, cold & melancholy Wail a blue from holly Oh, my tragedy Like a misery meant for only me While I linger weary 'neath a willow tree Right
of magic music we make with our lips when we kiss. And there's a weepy old willow, he really knows how to cry. That's how I'd cry in my
hear The sea and waves were rushing to the shore With the joy that they were bringing A sound so perfect that it made Him cry To hear their voices singing
not hear from you It's alright it's alright To be standing in a line Standing in a line I would cry Do not turn away my friend Like a willow I can bend
heels And every bird from above did cry "You will be bitten boy, you'll surely die" Oh Maria, I break my wooden bones for you You took my crystal heart
had brought upon us lay in my dying hour it feels like I'm falling, falling flying, tripping this crown of kings this bloody halo bleeds me dry hear me cry
fate to the moon black ballroom Of the silk skinned lake Kissing me you lifted my skirt under the willow trees Keep the home fires burning though your heart