Hangtown

Hangtown, sing the final song

It's called the tree from which you hang,

That's done no wrong

Hangtown, the birds have not yet gone

They're waiting around to see that you fly on

The sorry cartboard cowboys

Tried to run you out of town

For trying to turn your dreams into a song

The senate candle cowboys

Tried to run you out of town

They tried to turn your dreams into a song

Hangtown, it's like you're on a bike

With legs that kick and paddle toward the light

Hangtown, you did the best you could

Now forgive them all they know now what they do

Forgive them all for they were once good too

Forgive us all we know now what we do

Hangtown