hang your clothes on the line
i'll watch you my oh my
beetle on my tongue
you got your secrets
won't you hang up some
on your clothes line
crooked cat come our way
we know she just a stray
washboard water run
i got my secrets
won't you dry out some
on your clothes line
we'll swap the grass for flowers
we'll wait a lonely hour
crocus on my tongue
you got your stories
won't you hang up some
on your clothes line
sky turn west with the sun
won't you come my way when you're done
silent sparrow fly
my brown eyes
on your clothes line