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The Hangman

Alison Krauss & Union Station
2025-03-283:24 minSynced lyrics

"The Hangman" is a song by Alison Krauss & Union Station, released in 2025 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:24 long and contains 24 lines and 176 words.

Lyrics

0:27Into our town the Hangman came
0:34Smelling of gold and blood and flame
0:40And he paced our bricks with a diffident air
0:47And built his frame on the courthouse square
0:54The scaffold stood by the courthouse side
1:00Only as wide as the door was wide
1:07A frame as tall or a little more
1:13Than the capping sill of the courthouse door
1:28And we wondered we had the time
1:35Who the criminal what the crime
1:41The Hangman judged with the yellow twist
1:48Of knotted hemp in his busy fist
1:55And innocent though we were with dread
2:02We passed those eyes of buckshot lead
2:09Till one cried "Hangman who is he
2:15For whom you raise the gallows tree?"
2:36A twinkle grew in the buckshot eye
2:43He gave us a riddle instead of reply
2:50"He who served me the best" said he
2:56"Shall earn the rope on the gallows tree"
3:04The next day's sun looked mildly down
3:11On roof and street in our quiet town
3:18Stark and black in the morning air
3:24The gallows tree on the courthouse square
Into our town the Hangman came
Smelling of gold and blood and flame
And he paced our bricks with a diffident air
And built his frame on the courthouse square
The scaffold stood by the courthouse side
Only as wide as the door was wide
A frame as tall or a little more
Than the capping sill of the courthouse door
And we wondered we had the time
Who the criminal what the crime
The Hangman judged with the yellow twist
Of knotted hemp in his busy fist
And innocent though we were with dread
We passed those eyes of buckshot lead
Till one cried "Hangman who is he
For whom you raise the gallows tree?"
A twinkle grew in the buckshot eye
He gave us a riddle instead of reply
"He who served me the best" said he
"Shall earn the rope on the gallows tree"
The next day's sun looked mildly down
On roof and street in our quiet town
Stark and black in the morning air
The gallows tree on the courthouse square

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