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Youngblood Supercult - Mr. Gallows lyrics

Artist: Youngblood Supercult

album: The Great American Death Rattle


Looked up at the hanging tree
It looked back down at me
Thought it might swallow me up
I know where my fate lies
Up towards the gray sky
On the sturdiest branch of the bunch
I may be a child
By my eyes they glow wild
When I catch just a trace of blood
When the gunfighters yell
And that gunpowder smell
It hits me and I know I'm the one
Mr. Gallows, Mr. Gallows
Don't have no mercy on me
Tighten the noose as I whistle a tune
From the branch of the old hanging tree
I think I was born bad
My mama once said that
I'd never make much of a man
I'm a cold-blooded kid
With a sinister grin
And it's nice to know just what I am
Mr. Gallows, Mr. Gallows
Don't have no mercy on me
Tighten the noose as I whistle a tune
From the branch of the old hanging tree
Mr. Gallows, Mr. Gallows
Don't have no mercy on me
Tighten the noose as I whistle a tune
From the branch of the old hanging tree

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