Jon Langford
If They Hang You
In the early days I would sayTell me about the girl who used to live across the wayOut on a drunkDown in the bayNo idea you'd ever live as long as you didShe lay on your bed cold in your armsWishing she could be somewhere elseMaybe that same night I would saySo you're stubborn about the girlsFootsteps on the stairs late in the morningBehind the blinds that shun the noon day lightStaring at the page burnin' midnight oilIf they hang you I'll have a few sleepless nightsAt the witch-trial you would not revealThe names of comrades that you never knewBad diseasesKill or cureAlways like a man who says what's on his mind
From Letras Mania