(Verse)
All dried up inside,
Writing postcards to a ghost.
All dried up inside,
Writing postcards to a ghost.
Did you write too far?
Baby’s ready to leave the farm.
All dried up inside,
Writing postcards to a ghost,
All dried up inside,
Writing postcards to a ghost.
She gonna leave the farm,
Baby’s ready to leave the farm.
And no, no, no, no, no, no.