Jericho Lyrics

Boot leather on a bar room 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.

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.

Hang me high, hang me low
They're gonna hang me in the morning.
Stay away from Jericho, all you rounders,Povertyneck Hillbillies - Jericho - http://motolyrics.com/povertyneck-hillbillies/jericho-lyrics.html
I give you fair warning.

Thirteen steps to the scaffold high,
The whole town's out just to watch me die
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.

Hang me high, hang me low
They're gonna hang me one bright morning.
Stay away from Jericho, all you rounders,
I give you fair warning.

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.

Hang me high..