Mack Self - Willie Brown - Original текст песни

The streets are deserted, not a soul in town
Down at the jail a rope hangs down
For Willie Brown
For Willie Brown
Hang down, Willie Brown
Hang down and die
Hang down, Willie Brown
Why you’re the one, they cry
You’re the one, they cry
Hang down, Willie Brown
Hang down and die
Hang down, Willie Brown
Why you’re the one, they cry
You’re the one, they cry
He rode into Denver one warm summer night
A clean-cut kid who never had a fight
Who never had a fight
Hang down, Willie Brown
Hang down and die
Hang down, Willie Brown
Why you’re the one, they cry
You’re the one they cry
Hang down, Willie Brown
Hang down and die
Hang down, Willie Brown
Why you’re the one, they cry
You’re the one they cry
He got in trouble at the Big Rail Saloon
He shot and killed a man on the 25th of June
The 25th of June
Hang down, Willie Brown
Hang down and die
Hang down, Willie Brown
Why you’re the one, they cry
You’re the one, they cry
Hang down, Willie Brown
Hang down and die
Hang down, Willie Brown
Why you’re the one, they cry
You’re the one, they cry