Week Four: “Hang ’em Dry”

Lyrics:
I can’t dance to this rhythm
The beat’s too slow
I throw my feet up to the sky
Are you still with him
or did you let him go
I grow hot peppers, and hang ’em dry

I grow hot peppers, and hang ’em dry
I grow hot peppers, and hang ’em dry
You never loved me and I don’t know why
I grow hot peppers, and hang ’em dry

Can’t work on a fishing boat
Or down at the track
I can’t make whiskey from wheat and rye
I once let you wear my coat
I never got it back
I grow hot peppers, and hang ’em dry

I grow hot peppers, and hang ’em dry
I grow hot peppers, and hang ’em dry
You never loved me and I don’t know why
I grow hot peppers, and hang ’em dry

I never knew what you wanted
when you made that face
You had to be the one who said goodbye
Now the house is haunted
and I just stay in place
I grow hot peppers, and hang ’em dry

I grow hot peppers, and hang ’em dry
I grow hot peppers, and hang ’em dry
You never loved me and I don’t know why
I grow hot peppers, and hang ’em dry
I grow hot peppers, and hang ’em dry

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