Hang Your Head Down Low Songtext
von Vincent Neil Emerson

Write me a letter, baby, send it by the mail
I′m in the care of the Fort Worth jail
I was out movin' on a blood moon night
12 just hit me with them flashin′ lights

Come on, babe
Hang your head down low
Well, I'm on my way to heaven
Just please let me go

Late in the evenin' when that train rolls by
Right out the window, I can hear it cry
Engineer highballin′ all through the night
Ol′ Texas Eagle on that Mopac line

Come on, babe
Hang your head down low
Well, I'm on my way to heaven
Just please let me go


I hear the sirens howlin′ in my mind
And I see it every time I close my eyes
My heart is beatin' like a timpani drum
I′m thinkin' to myself, "Lord, what have I done?"

Come on, babe
Hang your head down low
Well, I′m on my way to heaven
Just please let me go

Tell my mama that I ain't comin' home
Get that public defendant on the telephone
Take out the money from that old shoebox
You′ll find the key behind the cuckoo clock

Come on, babe
Hang your head down low
Well, I′m on my way to heaven
Judge, please let me go
Go on, boy