The Gallows Tree

The time has come For me to be The next victim of The gallows tree For my crime I will die For what I've done I will be hung My hands are bound My heart is hardened And for the final time I watch the desert sun Rise from behind the mountain I stand in place And see the world go black As they pull the rope and bag Over my face My time has come I was meant to be Another victim of This forlorn gallows tree