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Verse 1
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Let me tell you a story,
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that's never been made quite clear.
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It won't take me long, oh,
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I'm sure he'd be glad to hear.
About the hangman's
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beautiful daughter,
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how she was to be my wife,
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How she came, how we went,
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and how I lost my life.
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Well, the rain blew out of the sun set,
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and the clouds blew over the sky.
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Through the fallin' darkness,
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I heard a single cry
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And out from the woodland,
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she ran with tears so blind
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And there, on the high road,
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we met for the first time.
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She cried upon my shoulder,
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her hair as black as night.
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I stroked the long dark tresses
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and calmed her of her fright
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Her gleaming eyes were wet with tears,
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her lids were shy cast down
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I took her hand, I held her close,
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we walked back to the town
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I called on her quite often
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We walked out by the stream
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Picked primrose in the marshes
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To hear the wild gulls scream
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The sun was black and crimson
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As it sets above the wood
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I took her hand, I held her close,
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And I kissed her as I could.
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Her father was the hangman,
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Her mother used to hide,
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For fear someone would talk to her,
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She kep t a girl inside.
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But my lady was a rambler,
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And cut through every bar,
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And rose above the vil lage
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Just like the morning star
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We stood down at the crossroads
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And watched the gibbets swing
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Her tears were on my shoulder
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We trembled in the wind
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We sat upon a milestone
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And I held her close to cry
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And through that long sad afternoon,
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the carriages rolled by.
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We talked about her childhood,
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of all the life she'd known.
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There was food upon the table,
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there were flowers in her home.
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We talked and she remembered,
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those things best long forgot.
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A rope hung on the kitchen door
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And sometimes it did not
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We talked about her childhood
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Of all the life she'd known
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There was food upon the table,
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there were flowers in her home.
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We talked and she remembered,
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those things best long forgot.
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A rope hung on the kitchen door
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And sometimes it did not
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The snow was on the mountains,
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the air was cold and still
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I left my home at sunrise,
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and I met her at the mill
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I set her in the saddle
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And whistled for the day
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We clung hard to each other
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And slowly rode away
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We climbed the first blue hillside
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and silently looked down.
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The horse was pulling forward
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as we turned our heads around.
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And so we left our homeland
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and rode over the Lee
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With the hangman's beautiful daughter,
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a -hangin' on to me.
Outro 1
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