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Currently Playing: I Hung My Head | The Longest Johns

Written by Sting Lyrics: Early one morning with time to kill I borrowed Jeb's rifle and sat on the hill I saw a lone rider crossing the plain I drew a bead on him, to practice my aim And my brother's rifle went off in my hand A shot rang out across the land The horse, he kept running, the rider was dead I hung my head, I hung my head I set off running to wake from the dream My brother's rifle went into the stream I kept on running into the south lands And that's where they found me, my head in my hands Sheriff he asked me why had I run And then it came to me, just what I had done And all for no reason, just one piece of lead I hung my head, I hung my head I hung my head, I hung my head I hung my head, I hung my head Here in the courthouse, the whole town was there I see the judge high up in his chair Explain to the courtroom what went through your mind And we'll ask the jury what verdict they find I said "I felt the power of death over life I orphaned his children, I widowed his wife" I begged their forgiveness, I wish I was dead I hung my head, I hung my head I hung my head, I hung my head Early one morning with time to kill I see the gallows up on the hill And out in the distance, a trick of the brain I see a lone rider crossing the plain Now, he'd come to fetch me, to see what they'd done And we'll ride together to kingdom come I pray for God's mercy, for soon I'll be dead I hung my head, I hung my head I hung my head, I hung my head -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The Longest Johns https://bio.site/TheLongestJohns https://www.facebook.com/TheLongestJohns https://twitter.com/TheLongestJohns http://www.instagram.com/thelongestjohns https://www.twitch.tv/longestjohnsgaming https://discord.gg/DmrBxG8 http://www.thelongestjohns.com https://open.spotify.com/artist/5k979N1TnPncUyqlXlaRSv