My Dress Is Hung
Oh my dress is hung beneath the tree In the twilight it will sing to me Pretty baby take me out tonight Gonna dance until the morning light
Oh my dress is hung beside the bed And I usually pray to it instead Keep me honest cause I'd rather lie Keep my young and keep me satisfied
Oh my dress is hung beside the road And it takes from me my heavy load When the sky comes round beneath the land I will take my lover's weary hand
Oh my dress is hung beneath the tree In the twilight it will sing to me Pretty baby take me out tonight Gonna dance until the morning light
Oh my dress is hung beneath the tree