I hung my head


Early one morning /With time to kill /I borrowed Jebb’s rifle /And sat on the hill
I saw a lone rider /Crossing the plain /I drew a bead on him /To practise 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

Just sitting here on a Friday night, missing my bud N2L.

4 Responses

  1. ): XO! (from a mother)

  2. Big song. Serious tribute.

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