Hang 'em High - 2015 Remaster

Somewhere, he lost it in a turn
 Now trouble seems to fit him like a glove
 First come, first served, he's serving it back
 He travels light, without a pack, without love
 He comes from nowhere an' he turns on his own
 Late for the hanging, yes he's headed for the moon
 An' hang 'em high
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 Leather 'cross his thighs
 Blasting out the night, his cap hides his eyes
 One eye on the road, price upon his head
 One ear to the ground, he's listening to the dead
 He comes from nowhere an' he turns on his own
 Late for the hanging, yes he's headed for the moon
 An' hang 'em high
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 Blind to himself, an' he's laughing up his scheme
 Looking back in anger, the city is relieved
 Vision of light, child of the night passing by
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 Blind to himself, he's laughing up his scheme
 Looking back in anger, the city is relieved
 A vision of light, child of the night passing by
 ♪
 Leather 'cross his thigh
 Blasting out the night, his cap hides his eyes
 One eye on the road, price upon his head
 One ear to the ground, he's listening to the dead
 He comes from nowhere, an' he turns on his own
 Late for the hanging, yes he's headed for the moon
 An' hang 'em high