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Gallow’s Pole

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Hangman, hangman, hold a little while,
I think I see my brother coming, riding a many mile.
Brother, did you bring me some silver?
Did you 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,
But 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 awhile,
I think I see my sister coming, riding a many 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 face a smile,
Pray tell me that I’m free to ride,
Ride for many 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 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

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