Hangman

The sky is brown tonight,

Dust hangs above my head,

That's how low I've come tonight -

Dug my way to hell.

I hang my hat, it's time to leave,

I wave goodbye, my linen flag -

There is no more, I've done it all,

And now I go, I plead my fault.

I only ask:

Tell those who loved me not to mourn -

With death my hurt will cease,

There's no sense in resenting

What will bring me peace;

And hang me in the square,

Where's there's stars and a breeze

That can make my feet swing;

Bury me with care

In a soft lonely grave

So I can sleep.

At last, we go,

I have emptied my last drink.

Yes, I go now, brothers.

It is surely for the best -

As we all do, I need rest,

I might have lost my head,

I think.

Since the moment I was born,

I've nursed a broken soul.

Now I see all this time I've mourned

For what was to come.

It was never a shock, brothers,

It was never a choice.

I've lived for the moment I hang my hat

And say goodbye to all you men;

So don't mourn for me, brothers,

See it as a season's end.