Story Behind The Song

Dirtbag owes me money

Song Description

After his hanging, he haunts the man who brought him justice.

Lyrics

The Hanging of Allen Scott Johnson
©brooks


I went to the hanging of Allen Scott Johnson
The last horse he stole was mine
Never saw a man kick any harder
Swinging from the end of his line
I turned where I stood to catch the eye of the judge
Who was watching from the court house steps
He said he could have spared the man
But the crime called for death instead

I walked to the home of Allan Scott Johnson
Hoping to make peace with his wife
she came to the fence, King James in her hand
And she blessed my own sweet motherís life
She called him a liar, a thief and a cheat
with a charm only matched by his greed
She laughed as she told me, I had saved her a trip
Sheíd been planning to shoot him that week

So much to learn
Even more to forget
Too soon Forgive
Soon Too regret
No not yet

I marched to the grave of Allan Scott Johnson
with the aim to relieve myself
To lay my shadow across that grave
and put my hate to rest
I cursed the man who had done me wrong
Heíd steal the silver from your teeth
Maybe I let myself get robbed
Guess thatís a secret we both get to keep

So Much to learn to learn
Even more to forget
Too soon Forgive
Soon Too regret
No not yet

I awoke to the ghost of Allen Scott Johnson
Standing there just as plain as you or me
From the foot of my bed he demanded my thanks
For showing me how my own greed made me weak
So I sat up before him, rubbed the sleep from my eyes
As he waited for me to speak
I Just smiled at that dead sum bitch
Rolled over and went back to sleep

So much to learn
Even more to forget
Too soon Forgive
Soon Too regret
No not yet

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