Hangman - The Walkabouts

Hangman take these heads from me

And swing 'em from your money tree

Hear me laughing in my steps

These heads are yours, they’re yours to keep

Please don’t skip the last details

Rewards are yours beyond the pale

And if you slip, just look around

Your wrists are shackled to the crowd

Hangman is your passenger

Hangman is your passenger

Hangman is your passenger

The hangman is your passenger tonight

Stretching the rope with one of his hands

And in one of his hands he holds a bible

Looks at the road with one of his eyes

And with one of his eyes he will watch you driving

Hangman is your passenger

The hangman is your passenger tonight

Hangman take these heads from me

And swing 'em from your money tree

Wagered on the judgement call

But every time you lost it all