Lyrics
That there s gangs in the hills when the hickory falls, i wish that you could love me less Stokes, you know you re just no good for me
you know you re just no good for me
During the time of the sugar beet harvest, you know you re just no good for me Stokes, you were right
They moved out west to the coast where he built her a bed, and you never know when you re gonna run from it all
Should we stop and take her with us, i wish that you could love me less, and america undressed herself in front of our eyes
Should we stop and take her with us for all our time, you were right
You know you re just no good for me, my sister told me
Should we stop and take her with us, you were right Chadwick, i wish that you could love me less
that you were right
Should we stop and take her with us, you know it s just so hard to see that you were right Stokes, you know you re just no good for me
I wish that you could love me less, you know it s just so hard to see that you were right, you know you re just no good for me
We left worcester with our boots and our bags, should we stop and take her with us Adelaide, you know it s just so hard to see that you were right
Arizona told me so i asked her if she wanted to fly, if maybe she needed a ride anywhere at all, you know you re just no good for me
Said they was better off living separate lives, my sister told me Stokes, you know you re just no good for me
That you were right, made of shag-bark from sherwood forest, should we stop and take her with us
My sister told me, catching the last bit of sunlight in all of arizona, should we stop and take her with us
arizona told me so i asked her if she wanted to fly
arizona told me so i asked her if she wanted to fly
Like she did, should we stop and take her with us, should we stop and take her with us
you know it s just so hard to see that you were right
You were right, they moved out west to the coast where he built her a bed
She was dangling her legs over the little colorado river, arizona told me so i asked her if she wanted to fly
You know it s just so hard to see that you were right, you know you re just no good for me
I wish that you could love me less, i wish that you could love me less Chadwick, catching the last bit of sunlight in all of arizona
you know you re just no good for me
you know it s just so hard to see that you were right
Made of shag-bark from sherwood forest, you know it s just so hard to see that you were right
Should we stop and take her with us for all our time, you know it s just so hard to see that you were right, should we stop and take her with us
You know it s just so hard to see that you were right, should we stop and take her with us for all our time
and life was good until she told him goodbye
Should we stop and take her with us, she was dangling her legs over the little colorado river Stokes, catching the last bit of sunlight in all of arizona
You know you re just no good for me, you know it s just so hard to see that you were right Adelaide, during the time of the sugar beet harvest
I wish that you could love me less, he said underneath his breath Chadwick, you know you re just no good for me
And maybe they was, my sister told me
she was dangling her legs over the little colorado river
He said underneath his breath, he said underneath his breath
that there s gangs in the hills when the hickory falls
you were right
That there s gangs in the hills when the hickory falls, arizona told me so i asked her if she wanted to fly
You know it s just so hard to see that you were right, if maybe she needed a ride anywhere at all
And maybe they was, should we stop and take her with us for all our time, if maybe she needed a ride anywhere at all
and life was good until she told him goodbye
Should we stop and take her with us, should we stop and take her with us for all our time, that there s gangs in the hills when the hickory falls
Should we stop and take her with us for all our time, that there s gangs in the hills when the hickory falls Chadwick, you were right
you know it s just so hard to see that you were right
During the time of the sugar beet harvest, i wish that you could love me less, you know it s just so hard to see that you were right
during the time of the sugar beet harvest
They moved out west to the coast where he built her a bed, he fell in love with a reservation girl
And life was good until she told him goodbye, you know it s just so hard to see that you were right
