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Текст (слова) песни: Sting - Hung My Head



Early one morning with time to kill

I borrowed jebs rifle and sat on the hill

I saw a lone rider crossing the plain

I drew a bread on him to practice my aim

My brothers rifle went off in my hand

A shot rang out across the land

The horse he kept running, the rider was dead

I hung my head, I hung my head

I set off running to wake from the dream

And my brothers rifle went into the stream

I kept on running into the salt lands

And thats where they found me, my head in my hands

The sheriff he asked me "why had I run"

Then it came to me just what I had done

And all for no reason, just one piece of lead

I hung my head, I hung my head

Here in the courthouse, the whole town is there

I see the judge high up in his chair

"explain to the courtroom what went through your mind

And well ask the jury what verdict they find"

I said "i felt the power of death over life

I orphaned his children, I widowed his wife

I beg their forgiveness, I wish I was dead"

I hung my head, I hung my head

Early one morning with time to kill

I see the gallows up on the hill

And out in the distance a trick of the brain

I see a lone rider crossing the plain

Hes come to fetch me to see what they done

Well ride together til kingdom come

I pray for gods mercy for soon Ill be dead

I hung my head, I hung my head

 

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