- ISRC:USEP41223025
- Recorded:2012
- ©2012 Anti, Inc.
Hangtown… sing a final song
It’s called “The tree from which you hang has done no wrong”
Hangtown… the birds have not yet gone
They’re waitin round to see you fly on
Those sorry cardboard cowboys tried to run you outta town
For trying to turn your dreams into a song
Those scented candle cowboys tried to run you outta town
For trying to turn your dreams into a song
Hangtown… It’s like you’re on a bike
With less that kick and pedal toward the light
Hangtown… you did the best you could
Now forgive them all, they know what they do
Forgive them all, for they were once good too
Forgive them all, we know not what we do