Foundry Lyrics

Dogwood hit the ground like

Bird wings make the sound that's

So peculiar, swear to god you're, so familiar

Hon if I treat you mean

Plant a little cross in the back lot

Bury me when the rains run hot

Bury me when the foundry's rot

When the foundry's rot, rot

No one ever should treat you unkind

No one does no harm to none of mine

Snapped a banjo string like a

Broken cardinal wing like

When we kissed, in the sprawling endless, Kentucky gray mist

Termites line the house like

Stitches in your blouse like

Southern gospel, dear in all told, I'm good and awful

Hon if I treat you mean

Plant a little cross in the back lot

Bury me when the rains run hot

Bury me when the foundry's rot

When the foundry's rot, rot

No one ever should treat you unkind

No one does no harm to none of mine

No one ever should treat you unkind

No one does no harm to none of mine