The Hanging Tree

I came to town to search for gold And I brought with me a memory And I seem to hear the night wind cry, "Go hang your dreams on the hangin' tree Your dreams of love that could never be Hang your faded dreams on the hangin' tree!" I searched tor gold and I found my gold And I found a girl who loved just me And I wished that I could love her too But I'd left my heart on the hangin' tree I'd left my heart with a memory And a faded dream on the hangin' tree. Now there were men who craved my gold And meant to take my gold from me When a man is gone he needs no gold So they carried me to the hangin' tree