C'mon everbody! Let's have a hoedown! Oh, Lord loves a hangin'. That's why He gave us necks. It tightens up our vocal cords And loosens up our pecs. So if you are a horse thief And guilty to the bone, Go ahead and blame a friend And you won't hang alone. It may be hard to swaller, But you'll be three feet taller. It's a dandy way to entertain your friends. You say you are a villain, But can't abide by k**in'; Go ahead a steal yourself a horse. Oh, Lord loves a hangin'. And so do we, by heck; So get yerself a la**o And decorate your neck. Oh, we is awful ignorant And uglier 'n sin; So go ahead 'n cut us down And hang us all again, Hangin' that is. Swing a spell...