Cypress Tree - The Black Crowes

So you found yourself a killer

The one with blue eyes

I guess the bloodstains on the blanket don’t lie, don’t

Well I guess I saw it comin'

Like a boy I just kept runnin'

But through this crime I have survived, yeah

They’re gonna hang you from the cypress tree

The crowd gonna cheer when they see you swing

Yeah, they’re gonna hang you from the cypress tree

Yeah, tell me now do you believe?

Glory Hallelujah

I raise my glass up to you

And I bow my head with utmost respect, yeah

But I think it’s only fair to warn you

That there’s a storm that’s coming up on you

And like the wind and the rain my words are direct, yeah

They’re gonna hang you from the cypress tree

The crowd gonna cheer when they see you swinging

Yeah, they’re gonna hang you from the cypress tree

Oh, tell me now do you believe?

It’s a funny word, 'Friends'

You get beginnings and you got ends

I guess I’ll see you when we’re ashes again, yeah

They’re gonna hang you from the cypress tree

The crowd gonna cheer when they see you swing, swing, swing

Yeah, they’re gonna hang you from the cypress tree

Oh, tell me do you believe?

Do you believe me?

Do you believe me?