From the recording The Procrastinators
THE HANGMAN © 1997 by David T. Green & Bill Carson
Iron horse coming around the bend
It's never on time and it's late again.
I was a drifter passing through
You don't find trouble, it finds you.
They say I shot a man just for fun
I'm three days shy of twenty-one.
Dealing from the bottom, that's what he did
They never did find those cards he hid.
(chorus) Hear the thunder, smell the rain.
The hangman's coming on the midnight train.
Come tomorrow, I'm gonna fall.
Ain't no angel gonna hear my call.
I found out early how to use a gun
My outlaw ways kept me on the run.
No love to hold me, good or bad
A man don't miss what he never had.
I've been living this life so long
It's a mighty thin line between right and wrong.
A whistle's blowing, the train is near
Dying alone is my only fear.