Just some mournful morbidity for the holiday season...lol. Just something I jotted down while listening to "Who Do You Love?" by Quicksilver Messenger Service

Hangwoman

Thinkin' bout wearin' this braided rope as a necklace

Just a young man feelin' feckless

Walkin' these streets I've been wanderin' round

Yea that pretty little girl she put me down



The day goes by as quick as it came

An' that nighttime groove just don't feel the same

That girl she got a good hold on me

She's still the prettiest thing that I ever did see



She put me out yea she left me hangin'

Still hangin' on at your front door bangin'

My heart's hangin' by a thread it's no wonder why

This braided rope is all I'm hangin' by