The Band Of Heathens - Hangin Tree lyrics

Well, I can hear mamma singin' the hangin' tree Sound like someone singin' harmony And me and my brother we don't make a peep We go down slow to the hangin' tree Hangin' tree's down by the river's edge We come up stream and peek over the ledge And mamma's got a rope and a kitchen knife And the harmony singer is the preacher's wife Mamma put a bible in her right hand And asked her if she been seein' her man Well, me and my brother don't hear no more Cause right then the rain began to pour It was an hour past dark when she came back home And we never saw papa round here no more Mamma took to sittin' by the hangin' tree But there ain't no body singin' harmony The preacher's wife she don't leave his side And we ain't got papa to tan no hide My older brother he took his life And I took to peepin' on the preacher's wife I left my mamma when I was sixteen Strung up in the limbs of the hangin' tree