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Hangman, hangman, hold a little while,
I think I see my brother coming,
Riding many a mile.
Brother, did you bring some silver,
Bring a little gold?
What did you bring me, my brother,
To save me from the gallows pole?
Save me from the gallows pole.
I brought a little silver,
I brought a little gold,
You know I'm too damn poor,
To save you from the gallows pole.
To save you from the gallows pole.
Hangman, hangman, hold a little while,
I think I see my sister coming,
Riding many a mile.
Sister, I implore you,
Take him by the hand,
Take him to some shady place,
Save me from the wrath of this man.
Save me from the wrath of this man.
Hangman, hangman, hold up a little while,
Please tell me I'm free to ride,
Ride for many a mile.
Yes, you got a fine sister,
She warmed my blood from cold,
She warmed my blood to the boiling point,
To save you from the gallows pole.
Your brother brought me some silver,
Your sister warmed my soul;
But now I laugh and I pull so hard,
See you swinging from the gallows pole,
Swinging from the gallows pole,
Swinging from the gallows pole,
Swinging from the gallows pole.
