Lyrics:

What do I see hanging beneath
the trees?
Well they'll wanna hang you, if
you don't bend at the knees

done it to my brother, and my
elder too
and the people always ask me
son, why you sing these blues?

Some like apples, cherry from
the tree
well the fruit they like down
here gonna be the death of me

well the old people told me, but
I never did know
well the good book say, you
gotta reap what you sow.