Cigarette Tree Songtext
von Brine Webb

See the field. It′s far away,
Through the houses, by the cigarette tree.
See the tree. It's dancing high,
With birds and leaves and cigarettes for all my...

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I see my friends. They dance around.
I′d never see them if I didn't come to town.
God forbid they come see me,
But having friends like that would be too easy.

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See the field. It's gone away,
Through the houses, past the cigarette tree.
See the wind. It′s in the sky,
With birds and rain and cigarette smoke every...

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Maybe we could spend some time
Drinking up the town until we die.
Let me get, it′s only right.
We'll shut this baby down when they close tonight.

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But you won′t stay.
But you won't stay.
But you won′t stay.

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See the field. It's far away,
Through the houses by the cigarette tree.