Hey, hey, hey, Mr. Hangman,
You go get your rope.
Your daughters weren't careful
And I fear that I am a slippery slope.
Now even when I lay my head down at night,
After a day I got perfectly right,
She won't know.
So pray little Kay, love is just God on a good day,
And you can't blame your mother
She's trying not to see you as her worst mistake,
And I wish that I could tell you right now, that I love you,
But it looks like I won't be around.
So, you won't know.
You won't know.
So believe in me,
Believe, if you think I'll let you down.
Well, I won't.
They can fire everything they've got,
And when you think I'm sunk
I will float on and on.
I have burned the bush that covered my light
Even though I'm scared I won't burn that bright
But you won't know.
You won't know.
We're never going to feel as full as we felt
So let's go outside and we'll play "William Tell".
Take your time drawing your bead,
I'll stand as still as you need,
You're so good at talking smack, you heart attack,
But you're the apple of my eye anyway.
My smiling face,
That's on my head,
That's on your silver plate.
So, they say, they say in heaven there's no husbands and wives.
On the day that I get up there they'll be completely out of their forgiveness supplies.
And I can't use the telephone to tell you that I'm dead and gone,
So you wont know.
You won't know.
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