Hangman, Hold your Rope- Knight (VA) 1931 Scarb B

 Hangman, Hold your Rope- Knight (VA) 1931 Scarb B

[From Scarborough, A Song Catcher, 1938. Collected c. 1931. Bronson 38.

Scarborough published three African-American versions in 1925 which I've listed A-C. These are listed A2 B2 etc.

R. Matteson 2015]


"Hangman, Hold your Rope" - Sung by Cecil R. Knight, Pirkey, Va., c. 1931.

1. Hangman, hangman, hold your rope,
Hold it for a while.
I think I see my mother coming,
Many and many a mile.

2. Mother, oh, Mother, have you any gold,
Gold that will set me free?
Or have you come to see me hung
On this willow tree?

3. No, I haven't any gold,
Gold that will set you free,
But I have come to see you hung,
On this willow tree.

4. Hangman, hangman, hold your rope,
Hold it for a while.
I think I see my father coming,
Many and many a mile.

5. Father, oh, Father, have you any gold,
Gold that will set me tree?
Or have you come to see me hung,
On this willow tree?

6. No, I haven't any gold,
Gold that will set you free,
But I have come to see you hung,
On this willow tree.

7. Hangman, hangman, hold your rope,
Hold it for a while.
I think I see my sister coming,
Many and many a mile.

8. Sister, oh, Sister, have you any gold,
Gold that will set me free?
Or have you come to see me hung,
On this willow tree?

9. No, I haven't any gold,
Gold that will set you free,
But I have come to see You hung,
On this willow tree.

10. Hangman, hangman, hold your rope,
Hold it for a while.
I think I see my brother coming,
Many and many a mile.

11. Brother, oh, Brother, have you any gold,
Gold that will set me free?
Or have You come to see me hung,
On this willow tree?

12. No, I haven't any gold,
Gold that will set You free,
But I have come to see you hung,
On this willow tree.

13. Hangman, hangman, hold your rope,
Hold it for a while.
I think I see my true love coming,
Many and many a mile.

14. True love, true love, have you any gold,
Gold that will set me free?
Or have you come to see me hung,
On this willow tree?

15. Yes, I have brought You gold,
Gold that will set you free.
And I have not come to see you hung,
On this willow tree.