The Band of Heathens - Hanging tree

Well, I can ^Ahear mamma singin' the ^Changin' t^Dree So^Cund like someone singin' ^Gharmony^{A A}And me and my brother we d^Con't make a ^Dpeep W^Ce go down slow to the ^Ghangin' ^Atree H^Aangin' tree's down by the ri^Cver's ed^Dge W^Ce come up stream and peek ov^Ger the le^Adge A^And mamma's got a rope and a kit^Cchen kni^Dfe A^Cnd the harmony singer is the p^Greacher's w^Aife M^Aamma put a bible in h^Cer right han^Dd And a^Csked her if she been se^Gein' her ma^An W^Aell, me and my brother don't he^Car no mor^De C^Cause right then the rain beg^Gan to pou^Ar I^At was an hour past dark when she ca^Cme back home^D And we nev^Cer saw papa round he^Gre no mor^Ae M^Aamma took to sittin' by the han^Cgin' tre^De But there a^Cin't no body singin' ^Gharmon^Ay T^Ahe preacher's wife she don't le^Cave his side^D And we ai^Cn't got papa to ta^Gn no hide^{A A}My older brother he too^Ck his lif^De And ^CI took to peepin' on the pre^Gacher's wi^Afe ^AI left my mamma when ^CI was sixtee^Dn Str^Cung up in the limbs of the han^Ggin' tree^A