Letra de 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 loveHe comes from nowhere an' he turns on his own Late for the hanging, yes he's headed for the moon An' hang 'em highLeather '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 deadHe comes from nowhere an' he turns on his own Late for the hanging, yes he's headed for the moon An' hang 'em highBlind 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 byBlind 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 byLeather '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 deadHe comes from nowhere, an' he turns on his own Late for the hanging, yes he's headed for the moon An' hang 'em high