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My brother's sittin' in a jail cell, probably feedin' the mice Week-old bread, a moldy cup of long grain rice The guilty of a crime that he did not do But tomorrow, they'll be hangin' him high noon He told that judge he killed that woman and that man That Colt revolver shot straight from his hand Truth about it is, on that cold, dark night It was me who pulled the trigger on that .45 Yeah, and that's the truth They'll hang my brother come high noon He says, "Oh, little brother, what did you do? Look at the mess you've gotten us into I'll take the blame for this, you got them kids They'll need their daddy, yes, they do" And I'll cry like the guilty man I am When they hang my brother at high noon Oh, I remember that night, oh, I'll never forget Pulled up to the house in a cold, cold sweat Hands shakin' so bad I couldn't light my cigarette Goin' into something that I'd soon regret I was about to go home, then I heard her laugh And I pulled the pistol from the waistline in my pants Letras de cancionesFound them in the bedroom, then it fades to black Now the whole town thinks my brother killed my wife and her cheatin' man And that's the truth They'll hang my brother come high noon He says, "Oh, little brother, what did you do? Look at the mess you've gotten us into I'll take the blame for this, you got them kids They'll need their daddy, yes, they do" And I'll cry like the guilty man I am When they hang my brother at high noon Yes, I'll cry like the guilty man I am When they hang my brother at high noon From Letras Mania