[00:15.164]Somewhere he lost it in a turn
[00:18.913]Now trouble seems to fit him like a glove
[00:22.408]First come first served he's serving it back
[00:26.159]He travels light without a pack without love
[00:30.164]He comes from nowhere and he turns on his own
[00:34.158]Late for the hanging yes he's headed for the moon
[00:37.666]And hang 'em high
[00:44.908]Leather cross his thighs
[00:48.414]Blasting out the night his cap hides his eyes
[00:52.166]One eye on the road price upon his head
[00:56.613]One ear to the ground he's listening to the dead
[01:00.108]He comes from nowhere and he turns on his own
[01:03.860]Late for the hanging yes he's headed for the moon
[01:06.855]And hang 'em high
[01:14.610]Blind to himself and he's laughing up his scheme
[01:18.362]Looking back in anger the city is relieved
[01:22.110]Vision of light child of the night passing by
[02:12.671]Blind to himself he's laughing up his scheme
[02:16.165]Looking back in anger the city is relieved
[02:19.914]A vision of light child of the night passing by
[02:42.415]Leather cross his thigh
[02:46.166]Blasting out the night his cap hides his eyes
[02:49.673]One eye on the road price upon his head
[02:53.167]One ear to the ground he's listening to the dead
[02:57.415]He comes from nowhere and he turns on his own
[03:01.421]Late for the hanging yes he's headed for the moon
[03:04.174]And hang 'em high

Somewhere he lost it in a turn
Now trouble seems to fit him like a glove
First come first served he's serving it back
He travels light without a pack without love
He comes from nowhere and he turns on his own
Late for the hanging yes he's headed for the moon
And hang 'em high
Leather cross his thighs
Blasting out the night his cap hides his eyes
One eye on the road price upon his head
One ear to the ground he's listening to the dead
He comes from nowhere and he turns on his own
Late for the hanging yes he's headed for the moon
And hang 'em high
Blind to himself and he's laughing up his scheme
Looking back in anger the city is relieved
Vision of light child of the night passing by
Blind to himself he's laughing up his scheme
Looking back in anger the city is relieved
A vision of light child of the night passing by
Leather cross his thigh
Blasting out the night his cap hides his eyes
One eye on the road price upon his head
One ear to the ground he's listening to the dead
He comes from nowhere and he turns on his own
Late for the hanging yes he's headed for the moon
And hang 'em high