Black Crow

There's a black crow sitting on a line and I
Can't help but wonder what he does to pass the time
Does he sit up there and just look down on the world
Or does he laugh at me because he knows I'll never find that girl well I

Wouldn't use no pistol no I would not use my gun
I'd use my rope to make her pay for what she's done
When her time runs out Lord when I track her down
I'll hang her from that oak tree in the middle of the town

I'd use up all my pay just to borrow that bird's wings cause I'd
Fly across Texas and I'd fly across the sea
Till my feathers all fall out or until my vision leaves
Until I find that girl that made a damn fool out of me well I

Wouldn't use no pistol no I would not use my gun
I'd use my rope to make her pay for what she's done
When her time runs out Lord when I track her down
I'll hang her from that oak tree in the middle of the town

Well one chilly evening in a bar I finally found her face I wanted
To drag her by her hair out of that crowded place
But I waited right outside the door for her to come to me
She stepped out I used my rope now she's hanging in the breeze cause I

Didn't use no pistol no I did not use my gun
I used my rope to make her pay for what she'd done
Lord her time ran out oh good God I tracked her down now she's
Hanging from that oak tree in the middle of the town