Lyrics Spring Fruit - Hackensaw Boys

Spring Fruit

Looks to me like you’re rollin' fine
Spring fruit on a summer vine
Steady hand, you’ve got yourself 'ey, a peaceful man
A little sister that’ll treat you right
She’ll bring you popsicles and dandelions
A ways to go before you got to take it slow
As it is you seem a lot more like your mother these days
As it is you’re taking up space
As it is you lean out of your window in the rain
As it is, I’m doing the same
There’s baby plants growing 'round your grave
Tobacco juice is flowing through your veins
An easy smile, seems to stay with me a while
Looks to me like you’re rollin' fine
Spring fruit on a summer vine
Steady hand, you got yourself 'ey, a peaceful man
As it is you seem a lot more like your mother these days
As it is you’re taking up space
As it is you lean out of your window in the rain
As it is, I’m doing the same