Hang 'Em High

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

Travels light, without a pack, without love

He comes from nowhere, returns on his own

Late for the hanging, yes, he's heading for the moon

Hang 'em high

Leather across his thighs

Blasting out the night, he's terrified to drive

One eye on the road, crashed upon his head

One ear to the ground, he's listening to the dead

He comes from nowhere, returns on his own

Late for the hanging, yes, he's heading for the moon

Hang 'em high

Alone to himself, he's laughing up his sleeve

Looking back in anger, the city is relieved

Vision of light

Child of the night

Passing by

[Guitar Solo]

Alone to himself, he's laughing up his sleeve

Looking back in anger, the city is relieved

Vision of light

Child of the night

Passing by

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, and he turns on his own

Late for the hangin', yes, he's headed for the moon

Hang 'em high