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Seven branches on my window Waiting for the sun to come around Take this on an empty stomach Waiting for the spring to come around Save yourself By the way Never ride alone Take me down easy I can't stand the sight or the smell It's getting harder and harder and harder and harder to tell Tell me when the blood stops flowing Let it rest, it's run into the ground Just in case the dogs are feeding Shut the door so they won't hear the sound Save Yourself By the way Never ride alone Show me no quarter I can't stand the sight or the smell It's getting harder and harder and harder and harder to tell Put me to pasture I can't stand the sight or the smell It's getting harder and harder and harder and harder to tell
