James Wesley Haymer

Lyrics

I’m running around the mulberry tree.

I can’t see you and you can’t see me.

But I know you’re there whistling in the breeze.

A bluesy tune from ’63.



I’m trying to make some sense of it all.

Like looking at life through a hole in the wall

You can’t see much, maybe 90 degrees.

I can’t see you and you can’t see me.



And if you want my love, take it, it’s all for free.

And if you want my eyes, take ‘em, ‘cause I can’t see.

And if you want my body, take it, ‘cause it’s not really me.



I’m driving around the roundabout.

I’ve got some things to figure out.

Like what good is a college degree,

If everyone’s struggling the same as me.



And if you want my wealth, take it, help yourself.

And if you want my health, take it, not feeling to good myself.

And if you want my heart, take it, I keep it up there on the shelf.



I’m either behind the times or way ahead.

Sometimes I want to chuck it all and go back to bed.

It’s hard to live with the memory of what we shared.



What keeps me going is knowing you’re still out there.

Now I’m lazing beside the riverbed.

Got a whirlwind spinning in my head.

If I had any sense I’d buy me a boat,

And see how long that thing could float.



And if you want my head, take it, ‘cause I can’t think straight.

And if you want my bread, take it, there’s nothing on the plate.

And if you want me dead, sorry, you’ll just have to wait.



I’m running around the mulberry tree.

I can’t see you and you can’t see me.

But I know you’re there whistling in the breeze.

A bluesy tune from ’63.

Oh, you can’t see me.