Hangman Lyrics - The Walkabouts

Hangman
Hangman take these heads from meAnd swing 'em from your money treeHear me laughing in my stepsThese heads are yours, they're yours to keepPlease don't skip the last detailsRewards are yours beyond the paleAnd if you slip, just look aroundYour wrists are shackled to the crowdHangman is your passengerHangman is your passengerHangman is your passengerThe hangman is your passenger tonightStretching the rope with one of his handsAnd in one of his hands he holds a bibleLooks at the road with one of his eyesAnd with one of his eyes he will watch you drivingHangman is your passengerThe hangman is your passenger tonightHangman take these heads from meAnd swing 'em from your money treeWagered on the judgement callBut every time you lost it all