| Lyrics: | Richard MillsStan Jones
You dusty eyes were soft and glowin' when first I met you, Hannah
Lee.
There was no way for me a-knowin' the sorrow your sweet caress would bring to
me.
Chorus:
High, high, high is the gallows. (Yeah, and it's long) long as the rope
that waits for me.
High as the gallows. They'll hang me for your sins, my Hannah
Lee.
You shot and killed your cruel husband because you found you loved but me,
And
then you lied before the jury and they blamed for your sins, my Hanna
Lee.
(Chorus)
Down at the jail on hangin' mornin', I heard you tell them you had
lied.
Your dusty eyes were soft and glowin' and I saw you hang your head and cry.
High,
high, high is the gallows. (Yeah, and it's long) long as the rope that waits for me.
High as the
gallows. When they hang my lovin' darlin', Hannah Lee. When they hang my lovin' darlin', Hannah Lee.
(Repeat and fade out) |
