Hangman (Live In San Diego / March 1976)

I know all about you They call you Mr. T You are a barber's son You’ve got the rope, feel me You use, you use rope that you believe Oh, oh, I tell you Have you made any more pork pies for me? Hangman, says you make a very nice cup of tea, oh yes you do Hangman, hangman, waiting for me Hang that rope from the highest tree I don't want to beg for mercy Hangman, hang me, hangman, hang me I know all about you They call you, they call you Mr. C You did a very good job Oh, you'll go down, you’ll go down, go down in history Baby, baby, I'm telling you Have you made any more pies for me? Hangman, says they'rе very nice, they'rе very nice for me, oh yes they are nice Hangman, hangman, waiting for me Hang that rope from the highest tree I don't want to beg for mercy Hangman, hang me, hang me Oooh Hey Hangman, why do you keep calling, why do you keep calling Why do you keep calling me, oooh, why You'll go down, you'll go down, down and down in history Baby, baby, I'm telling you, ooooh You say you’re afraid of dying You say, you’re just tired of living, yeah Now you say you're tired of living Hangman says he gonna let you go Now you say you’re afraid of dying Hangman, he says he won't let you go Hangman, hang me Hangman, hang me Hangman, hang me Hangman Oh, gonna see me die Gonna watch me die Oh, gonna die, gonna die, gonna die, gonna die Gonna see me, see me die You gonna come and watch me die Hey, ooh yeah Gonna come and watch me die on a Saturday morning Gonna come and watch me die on a Saturday morning Please don't let me go, no, please don't let me go Yeah, oh yeah (unknown lyric) on a Saturday morning Please don’t let me go, no, please don't let me go, yeah Oh yeah, oh Gonna die in the morning, yeah One, two, three, four, yeah, yeah Oh, gonna watch me die, please don't cry, don't cry Yeah, yeah, yeah Ohhh