Hangman

Preacher spoke to the congregation with the blood of Christ in his glass
Talking about the book of revelation And how it’s all gonna come to pass
When a man stood up in the back of the church And he said ’ Thy will be done.’
But I’m asking you please tell me lord What happened to my son
What happened to my son, what happened to my son, oh lord What happened to my son

Sheriff shoots his pistol Junkie shoots his dope
The judge pounds his gavel And the hangman swings his rope
The hangman swings his rope, oh lord The hangman swings his rope
The judge pounds his gavel And the hangman swings the rope

Mama looked at her newborn baby asleep beside the other two
Thinking about the places she’s never been and the things she’ll never do
When her man walked in and he said I’ve been Downtown don’t you act so dumb
Then he opened up a bag of plastic powder And he said I saved you some He Said I saved you some
He Opened up a plastic bag of powder And said sister I saved you some

Sheriff shoots his pistol Junkie shoots his dope
The judge pounds his gavel And the hangman swings his rope
The hangman swings his rope, oh lord The hangman swings his rope
The judge pounds his gavel And the hangman swings the rope

Life don’t come with instructions On the road to self destruction
If you’re out there living loose You better watch out for that noose

Young man driving through the neighborhood In a beat up rusty van
When the cops pulled him over to the side of the road
And they made him raise his hands
Now he’s thinking about his baby and he’s thinking about his wife
And he raised his head to the Lord above please don’t take my life
Please don’t take my life oh Lord, Please don’t take my life
And he raised his head to the Lord above please don’t take my life

Angels fly in heaven Birds fly over the earth
Thank the Lord for each and every day And your mama for your birth
Your mama for your birth Your mama for your birth

Sheriff shoots his pistol Junkie shoots his dope
The judge pounds his gavel And the hangman swings his rope
The hangman swings his rope, oh lord The hangman swings his rope
The judge pounds his gavel And the hangman swings the rope