Hangman, hangman!

Hold a little while,

I think I see my brother coming,

Riding many a mile.



Brother, did you bring me some silver,

Did ya bring a little gold?

What did you bring me, my brother,

To save me from the gallows pole?

Save me from the gallows pole?



I brought a little silver,

I brought a little gold!

Do you know what?

We're too damn poor,

To keep you from the gallows pole!

To keep you from the gallows pole!



Hangman, hangman! 

Turn your head a while,

I think I see my sister coming,

Riding many a mile.



Sister, I implore you!

Take him by the hand,

Take him to some shady place.

Save me from the wrath of this man.

Save me from the wrath of this man!



Hangman, hangman! 

Upon your faceless smile.

Pre tell me I'm free to ride,

Ride for many a mile!



Yes, you got a fine sister.

She warmed my blood from cold!

Brought my blood to the boiling point,

To keep you from the gallows pole!

To keep you from the gallows pole!



Your brother brought me some silver,

Your sister warmed my soul;

But now I laugh and I pull so hard,

See you swinging on the gallows pole!

Swinging on the gallows pole!

Swinging on the gallows pole!

Swinging on the gallows pole!