Pretty Please

Way back down the river road
Where the squitos breed
A redhawk rides the high wind
High above the trees
Lazy Dog sleeps the day away, lougin in the shaaade

No other place I rather be
And there ain't no other pretty faces I'd rather see
I down on my knees crying pretty please

It's winter and the wind today is blowin round my ears
I been hangin around for so long now, I'm the last leaf on the tree
Hidin out in the headline's

Feels like I wadin in the weeds
Searching the sky until my eyes begin to bleed
I'm down on my knees cryin pretty please