Hangman

I was born in Indiana by the railroad tracks, pleading with the Lord to come and take me back.

Don't think this place isn't ready for a man like me.

I ain't no Casanova, I don't wear a suit, but I can tell you I had a party and my whiskey to shoot.

If you think you know me, you can guess again.

All my life I've been chasing

Rook to sentence I've been facin' This rook keeps whinin' and wastin'

Because the hangman knows my name Because the hangman knows my name

Confederate flag and an F-150 Hot on my tail, no slack, no shiftin'

Shots fired, they're off in the distance, they got me in their sights.

All my life I've been chasin'

The road to the sentence I've been facin'.

Throat keeps whinin' but I'm wasted

Because the hangman knows my name.