Jericho letra

Boot leather on a barroom floor, fightin' over a dance hall girl
He pulled a knife, I pulled a gun, and I sent him home to glory
The sheriff said son, better go with me
Give me your gun and come peacefully
I can drop you right here, or you can tell the court your story

Chorus:
Hang me high, hang me low
They're gonna hang me in the morning
Stay away from Jericho, all you rounders,
I give you fair warning

Entered my plea, called it self defense,
a sober judge sittin' on the bench
And i stared into 24 eyes of a hard-nosed Jericho jury
They called it murder in the first degree,
The judge said, son, stand and look at me
Hang him - and may the lord have mercy

Chorus

Thirteen steps to the scaffold high,
the whole town's out just to watch me die
And not one to shed a tear of mourning
Please would you honor my last request,
when they lay me down to rest
Let the epitaph on my tombstone read this warning

Chorus

Povertyneck Hillbillies - Letras

• Any Road
• Born To Be Free
• Evil Twin
• Go Crazy With My Heart
• Hillbilly State Of Mind
• Jericho
• Kinda Cool, Ain't It
• Mr. Right Now
• One Night In New Orleans
• She Rides Wild Horses
• The Hillbilly Way
• The Night That Changed My LIfe