Don't sing a tune to yourself  You might believe this one.  Try not to sew it yourself  The threading won't stretch none.  Don't give me none of that line.  Why not?  Got to sing something.  Love's song there's nothing to find  Why not?  Dead before playing.  Don't sing a tune to yourself  You might believe this one  Try not to sew it yourself  The threading won't stretch none  Who says the things that go in  The song is only saying.  Dead thought can kill a good thing  The band is only playing.  Why not climb a hill  With someone that hates you  Why not hate someone  Who climbs a hill with you  And as time passes by  Your feet start slipping  You are wondering why  There is no forgetting  Don't sing a tune to yourself,  You might believe this one  Try not to sew it yourself  The threading don't stretch none  Who says the things that go in  The song is only saying    Dead before playing.