hang your clothes on the line   i'll watch you my oh my   beetle on my tongue   you got your secrets   won't you hang up some   on your clothes line      crooked cat come our way   we know she just a stray   washboard water run   i got my secrets   won't you dry out some   on your clothes line      we'll swap the grass for flowers   we'll wait a lonely hour   crocus on my tongue   you got your stories   won't you hang up some   on your clothes line      sky turn west with the sun   won't you come my way when you're done   silent sparrow fly   my brown eyes   on your clothes line