A Hanging Tree!

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I came to town with my sweet wife,
A man got drunk and took her life,
And I shot him down, left him on the ground.
And he lost his life, when he shot my wife.
Now a hangin' tree, is waiting for me.

His friends closed in and captured me,
And took me to the Hanging Tree.
They were angry that, I killed their friend Pat,
I felt sad and low, and let my grief show.
Here's that Hanging Tree, waiting here for me.

I told them once more about my wife,
And how their drunken friend took her life.
A voice spoke with fright, "This just isn't right,"
They took down that Noose, and they turned me loose.
There's NO Hanging Tree, waiting NOW for me.
Those men heard my plea, and they set me free.
Now a Hanging Tree, waits NO MORE for me,
And I've been set free, from a Hanging Tree!!

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tazz317tazz317almost 12 years ago
IN THE OLDE WEST

every town had a well used hanging tree. TK U MLJ LV NV

LeBrozLeBrozabout 17 years ago
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A tale where the grief outweighed the fear of the hanging tree.

duddle146duddle146over 17 years ago
Free.

Reads like an old Western novel. Very rich in descriptions and images to bring out the plot.

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