On a dirty street, in a western town back in time,  
 The gallows,

 He is the hangman, stands always still as the shadows 
 Drift with time.

 He is everywhere, face covered always in a mask of 

 Not a ruler  but he holds the authority to life and 

 A noose hovers, it sways with the wind, waiting for 
 Those who sin,

 You  didn't just break the law, the ultimate crime 
 Lived in your mind.

 A life you did take, murder will get you a date 
 With the hangman,

 Many years ago when life was hard on the trail, 
 Guns an every day tool.

 When a man chooses the wrong road, decisions of 
 Criminal deeds will do him in,

 The hangman will watch as you climb the stairs, 
 Each step you will sweat.

 A choice you have made, time to pay, the hangman 
 Does have his day.
                   Keith Garrett

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