Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Johnny Cash
Vocals
Benmont Tench
Organ
Marty Stuart
Acoustic Guitar
Smokey Hormel
Acoustic Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sting
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rick Rubin
Producer
David Ferguson
Mixing Engineer
Thom Russo
Assistant Recording Engineer
Andrew Scheps
Assistant Recording Engineer
Chuck Turner
Assistant Recording Engineer
Vlado Meller
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Early one morning
With time to kill
I borrowed Jebb's rifle
And sat on the hill
I saw a lone rider
Crossing the plain
I drew a bead on him
To practise my aim
My brother's rifle
Went off in my hand
A shot rang out
Across the land
The horse, he kept running
The rider was dead
I hung my head
I hung my head
I set off running
To wake from the dream
My brother's rifle
Went into the sheen
I kept on running
Into the south lands
That's where they found me
My head in my hands
The sheriff, he asked me
Why had I run
And then it came to me
Just what I had done
And all for no reason
Just one piece of lead
I hung my head
I hung my head
Here in the court house
The whole town was there
I see the judge
High up in his chair
"Explain to the courtroom
What went through your mind
And we'll ask the jury
What verdict they find"
I felt the power
Of death over life
I orphaned his children
I widowed his wife
I begged their forgiveness
I wish I was dead
I hung my head
I hung my head
I hung my head
I hung my head
Early one morning
With time to kill
I see the gallows
Upon a hill
And out in the distance
A trick of the brain
I see a lone rider
Crossing the plain
And he'd come to fetch me
To see what they'd done
And we'd ride together
To Kingdom come
I prayed for God's mercy
For soon I'd be dead
I hung my head
I hung my head
I hung my head
I hung my head
Written by: Sting