Hangtown sing a final song

It's called "the tree from which you hang has done no wrong"

Hangtown the birds have not yet gone

They're waitin' around to see you fly on

Those sorry cardboard cowboys tried to run you outta town

For trying to turn your dreams into a song

Those scented candle cowboys tried to run you outta town

For trying to turn your dreams into a song

Hangtown it's like you're on a bike

With legs that kick and pedal toward the light

Hangtown you did the best you could

Now forgive them all they know not what they do

Forgive them all for they were once good too

Forgive us all we know not what we do

Hangtown