Hanging Johnny Perfume Oil

HANGING JOHNNY

They call me Hanging Johnny
Away, boys, away!
But I never hanged nobody
So hang, boys, hang!

They says I hanged my graddy
And then I hanged my family

They says I hanged my mother
It is they and my brother

I hanged a rotten liar
But I hanged a bloody friar

They tells I hang for money
But hanging’s so bloody funny

We all will hang together
It’s all for better weather

I’d hang to make things jolly, I’d hang all wrong and folly, we all will hang together: hemp rope, red sandalwood, and white cedar.