4. Lynchland cowboy
Travelling through the woodlands, up the river we had gone
Weep, baby weep
Someone must have been there with an axe in his hand
Weep, baby weep
Cry, baby Cry! In Lynchland lost and lonely baby, you and I
Why, baby, Why! Staring owls are watching now
Lynchland Cowboy - Mystery Man
Walking in the shadows with a log in his hand
Talking kind of backwards in this here land
Coming night, we saw the light, the open door was there
Weep, baby weep
This log that we had entered will not ever let us free
Weep, baby weep
This cowboy came to grret ut with a corncob in his hand
Weep, baby weep
Do good and you will never meet him, do bad and there he stands
Weep, baby weep
