If I stayed here with you
I'd make blackberry pies
From the fruit of your vine
Till I'd stripped your vine dry
If I were to stay
Hey hey, hey hey

If I stayed here with you
My feet would go hard
Walking barefoot all day
Picking berries in your yard
If I were to stay
Hey hey, hey hey

If I stayed here with you
My lips berry stained
We'd make love every day
Till you tired of me that way
If I were to stay
Hеy hey, hey hey

If I stayеd here with you
My skin would take your smell
My feet grow roots as well
Till I was no longer was myself
If I were to stay
Hey hey, hey hey
I were to stay
Hey hey, hey hey
If I were to stay
Hey hey, hey hey