Hangman's Song

They say his daddy was a man without a name
The kind who's known for skipping town on the very last train
He'll be running till he's dead and gone
That's the kind of ugly habit that you pass along

His mama swore that he was born under a bad sign
No matter where they went, the trouble's never far behind
Something's brewing, and it won't be long
You can hear it on the wind, it's the hangman's song

Keep running from your dead-end past
Always sleeping with one eye open
Only wickedness is built to last
Yeah, the law moves fast, so you'll have to move faster

So now he's carrying the curse of Cain
Forced to cheat and steal and wander till his very last day
Moving by the night, he's outrunning the dawn
And the men who draw the blurry lines of right and wrong

There's a callousness he carries to survive
The money on his head that's coming for him, dead or alive
Something's brewing, and it won't be long
And now he's whistling the tune o' the hangman's song

Keep running from your dead-end past
Always sleeping with one eye open
Only wickedness is built to last
Yeah, the law moves fast, so you'll have to move faster

Oh, to be a knife in a fistfight
Oh, to know the plummet from the farthest of heights
Oh, hear the echo of the churchbells ring
The kind [?] declaring that he'll finally swing

Something's brewing, and it won't be long
Yeah, it's pouring from your mouth, it's the hangman's song

Keep running from your dead-end past
Always sleeping with one eye open
Only wickedness is built to last
Yeah, the law moves fast, so you'll have to move faster

Keep running from your dead-end past
Always sleeping with one eye open
Only wickedness is built to last
Yeah, the law moves fast, so you'll have to move faster
Yeah, you'll have to move faster