My baby's the hangman
But lord can he sing man
My baby's the hangman
But I love him so
He's always saying "sorry
Little darlin don't you worry
Bout where I go
Before I come home
He don't know what he does to me
I need him more than the air I breathe
All his killin is killin me
Why's that boy's voice make me
Weak in the knees
His hands are getting heavy
Temper broken by the levy
Back where I'm from
The place I call home
The hours getting later
Mouths getting sharper than an alligator
Before he comes home
He don't know what he does to me
I need him more than the air I breathe
All his killin is killin me
Why's that boy's voice make me weak in the knees
I'm pining
Yes I'm pining
Oh it's true
I'm pining
All for you
My baby's the hangman
Lord can he sing man
My baby's the hangman
But I love him so
My baby's the hangman
But I love him so
Magic Girl - The Hangman Lyrics
Magic Girl - The Hangman Lyrics
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My baby's the hangman
But lord can he sing man
My baby's the hangman
But I love him so
He's always saying "sorry
Little darlin don't you worry
Bout where I go
Before I come home
He don't know what he does to me
I need him more than the air I breathe
All his killin is killin me
Why's that boy's voice make me
Weak in the knees
His hands are getting heavy
Temper broken by the levy
Back where I'm from
The place I call home
The hours getting later
Mouths getting sharper than an alligator
Before he comes home
He don't know what he does to me
I need him more than the air I breathe
All his killin is killin me
Why's that boy's voice make me weak in the knees
I'm pining
Yes I'm pining
Oh it's true
I'm pining
All for you
My baby's the hangman
Lord can he sing man
My baby's the hangman
But I love him so
My baby's the hangman
But I love him so
But lord can he sing man
My baby's the hangman
But I love him so
He's always saying "sorry
Little darlin don't you worry
Bout where I go
Before I come home
He don't know what he does to me
I need him more than the air I breathe
All his killin is killin me
Why's that boy's voice make me
Weak in the knees
His hands are getting heavy
Temper broken by the levy
Back where I'm from
The place I call home
The hours getting later
Mouths getting sharper than an alligator
Before he comes home
He don't know what he does to me
I need him more than the air I breathe
All his killin is killin me
Why's that boy's voice make me weak in the knees
I'm pining
Yes I'm pining
Oh it's true
I'm pining
All for you
My baby's the hangman
Lord can he sing man
My baby's the hangman
But I love him so
My baby's the hangman
But I love him so
Writer: Mary-Charlotte Young, Torin Franklin
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid