From the recording Little Hinges (2015)
Lyrics
Hang me, oh hang me, I’ll be dead and gone/Hang me, oh hang me, I’ll be dead and gone/Wouldn’t mind the hanging but the laying in the grave so long, poor boy/I’ve been all around this world
Been all around Cape Girardeau and parts of Arkansas/All around Cape Girardeau and parts of Arkansas/Got so goddamn hungry I could hide behind a straw, poor boy/I’ve been all around this world
Went up on the mountain, there I made my stand/Went up on the mountain, there I made my stand/With a rifle on my shoulder and a dagger in my hand, poor boy/I’ve been all around this world
Put the noose around my neck, string me up so high/Put the noose around my neck, string me up so high/Last words I heard them say were “won’t be long ‘fore you die”, poor boy/ I’ve been all around this world
Hang me, oh hang me, I’ll be dead and gone/Hang me, oh hang me, I’ll be dead and gone/Wouldn’t mind the hanging but the laying in the grave so long, poor boy/I’ve been all around this world/Wouldn’t mind the hanging but the laying in the grave so long, poor boy/I’ve been all around this world