MOG

High from the highest tree
They oughta take a rope and hang me
High from the highest tree
My pappy was a pistol, I'm a son of a gun
Woman's sittin' home with a month old child

Woman would you weep for me?
Dang me, dang me

Well I'm seventh out of seven sons
High from the highest tree
Just sittin' 'round drinkin' with the rest of the guys

I spent the groceries and a half the rent
They oughta take a rope and hang me

I said dang me, dang me
They say roses are red and violets are purple
Out all night and runnin' wild
And sugar's sweet and so is maple syrup
I like fourteen dollars havin' twenty seven cents
Six rounds bought and I bought five
Woman would you weep for me?
They oughta take a rope and hang me
Dang me, dang me