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Lyrics for 'Hung My Head' by 'Sting'
Early One Morning With Time To Kill
I Borrowed Jeb's Rifle And Sat On The Hill
I Saw A Lone Rider Crossing The Plain
I Drew A Bread On Him To Practice My Aim
My Brother's Rifle Went Off In My Hand
A Shot Rang Out Across The Land
The Horse He Kept Running, The Rider Was Dead
I Hung My Head, I Hung My Head
I Set Off Running To Wake From The Dream
And My Brother's Rifle Went Into The Stream
I Kept On Running Into The Salt Lands
And That's Where They Found Me, My Head In My Hands
The Sheriff He Asked Me "why Had I Run"
Then It Came To Me Just What I Had Done
And All For No Reason, Just One Piece Of Lead
I Hung My Head, I Hung My Head
Here In The Courthouse, The Whole Town Is There
I See The Judge High Up In His Chair
"explain To The Courtroom What Went Through Your Mind
And We'll Ask The Jury What Verdict They Find"
I Said "i Felt The Power Of Death Over Life
I Orphaned His Children, I Widowed His Wife
I Beg Their Forgiveness, I Wish I Was Dead"
I Hung My Head, I Hung My Head
Early One Morning With Time To Kill
I See The Gallows Up On The Hill
And Out In The Distance A Trick Of The Brain
I See A Lone Rider Crossing The Plain
He's Come To Fetch Me To See What They Done
We'll Ride Together Til Kingdom Come
I Pray For God's Mercy For Soon I'll Be Dead
I Hung My Head, I Hung My Head
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