Cherries Underground

Let it slide down to cherries underground
Faraway from home
Let it bright up my daddy’s lack of sound
Right down to the bone
Love I know
Love I need
It lying on the lot
In front of me
Love I know
Love I need
It lying on the lot
In front of me
Let it dry up the strain inside my cup
I don’t like the foam
Let it fire up the rain, but not too much
I ain’t made out of stone
Love I know
Love I need
It lying on the lot
In front of me
Lord I know
Now I need
It lying on the lot
In front of me
In front of me
In front of me
Let it walk with the smallest of them talls
You don’t like to be alone
Let it talk to the coolest of them all
She don’t like to be alone
Lord I know
Love I need
It lying on the lot
In front of me
Love I know
Now I need
It lying on the lot
In front of me
Love I know
Love I need
It lying on the lot
In front of me
Love I know
Love I need
It lying on the lot
In front of me
In front of me
In front of me
In front of me
In front of me