..(I)..
Come with the raising,
Of you.
Two years ago in the woods,
Saw a branch,
Fall in the brook.
I'll lead you, I'll lead you,
To your throne.
But it's up to my knees now,
Build me up, for the breakdown.
And I carried this all for you,
And you know I did.
And I bottled it just for you,
And you know I did.
Taking hold caught a rash,
And I did it all for you.
Writer/s: Darroh Sudderth / Fair to Midland
