By Ingleman

Hangman, Hangman....

... Hold it a little while
I think I see my friends coming
Riding many a mile
Friends you get some silver?
Did you get a little gold?
What did you bring me my dear friends
To keep me from the gallows pole?
What did you bring me, to keep me from the gallows pole?
I couldn't get no silver, I couldn't get no gold.
You know that we are too damn poor to keep you from the gallows pole...... 


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