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By the rivers down south |
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There's gonna be a hangin' |
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He took the life of another man's wife |
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The evidence was damning |
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Let me simplify |
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Justice will be served |
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Let no one stand in our way |
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Let no one be concerned |
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In his eyes there was no regret |
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But you could feel the snap of his neck |
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They had all been friends |
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The couple and this man |
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And there was something wrong |
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With the story at hand |
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But I was blind with rage |
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And I was blind with hate |
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But now I had my doubts |
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But now it was too late |
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In his eyes there was no more pain |
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I think we'll have ourselves a hangin' again |
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Like a bird on a wire |
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One day they'll come for me |
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But I have no fear |
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I only did what I thought was right |
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Cast a stone if you dare |
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And so I stand alone |
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Before this great debate |
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But beware my words |
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As you seal my fate |
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In my eyes there was no regret |
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But you could feel the snap of my neck |
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Like a bird on a wire |
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In his eyes there was no more pain |
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I don't think this brid'll fly again |
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By the rivers down south |
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They had a bunch of hangings |
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They took the lives of everyone there |
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You know it was quite savage |
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But they were blind with rage |
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And they were blind with hate |
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And so I stood alone |
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Like a bird on a wire |