They would have our necks in a noose I know If it were the days of hangin' at the gallows pole It's only two devils that blow the smoke from a murderers bone Blowing to and fro at the base of gallows pole The gallows pole The branches bowed down below the weight Of a king's nest that was heavy of marrow Short of sorrow, to the gallows pole! The gallows pole They would have our necks in a noose I know If it were the days of hanging at the gallows pole