Ooh, my heart and sould is hung up in your magic spell.
Yes, even the way you put me down, cause you do it so well.
But if you hate my guts just half as much as I love you.
Then I rather have everybody else in the world hate me than for you to.
Do I disappear in front of you when I sit down and cry.
When all the rest of your funky little friends are on your side.
When you don't notice me ignoring you that puts me down.
The warmness of your coldness to me spreads around.
But if you hate my guts just half as much as I love you.
Then I rather have everybody else in the world hate me than for you to.
Ooh, my heart and sould is hung up in your magic spell.
Yes, even the way you put me down, cause you do it so well.
But if you hate my guts just half as much as I love you.
Then I rather have everybody else in the world hate me than for you to.
Writer(s): John Hartford
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