Do you believe me?
I guess I'll see you when we're ashes again, yeah
They're gonna hang you from the cypress tree
They're gonna hang you from the cypress tree
The crowd gonna cheer when they see you swing
That there's a storm that's coming up on you
Yeah, tell me now do you believe?
Like a boy I just kept runnin'
It's a funny word, 'Friends'
Yeah, they're gonna hang you from the cypress tree
Yeah, they're gonna hang you from the cypress tree
The crowd gonna cheer when they see you swinging
Oh, tell me do you believe?
Yeah, they're gonna hang you from the cypress tree
Well I guess I saw it comin'
They're gonna hang you from the cypress tree
You get beginnings and you got ends
I raise my glass up to you
And like the wind and the rain my words are direct, yeah
I guess the bloodstains on the blanket don't lie, don't
The crowd gonna cheer when they see you swing, swing, swing
And I bow my head with utmost respect, yeah
Oh, tell me now do you believe?
But through this crime I have survived, yeah
But I think it's only fair to warn you
Glory Hallelujah
