Cat. #0386 (MFH #251) - As sung by Jim Little, Fayetteville, Arkansas on July 30, 1959
VERSE 1
You shot and killed your cruel husband
Because you loved no one but me
You've got to tell 'em, you done th killin'
You done th killin', Hannah Lee
High, high, high on th gallows
O, long is th rope that waits for me
Take warnin' all you careless lovers
They hung that pretty gal, O Hannah Lee
VERSE 2
Her gentle eyes were softly glowin'
Th night I met that Hannah Lee
I took her love but without knowin'
They hung that pretty gall, O Hannah Lee
High, high, high on th gallows
O, long is th rope that waits for me
Take warnin' all you careless lovers
They hung that pretty gal, O Hannah Lee
VERSE 3
Down at th jail, on hangin' morning
I heard you tell 'em that you lied
I heard you say, you done th killin'
You done th killin', Hannah Lee
High, high, high on th gallows
O, long is th rope that waits for me
Take warnin' all you careless lovers
They hung that pretty gal, O Hannah Lee
Yes, they hung that pretty devil, Hannah Lee