Devil's Gate Lyrics

I didn’t mean to cut that man down,

And we tore down his fence,

But I needed the 70 head that sat on his land.

And this prairie is drying up as they chase us down like dogs.

It’s a long way to Cheyenne and even longer back home.

I’m gonna hang, I’m gonna hang at the devil’s gate in Wyoming

I’m gonna hang, I’m gonna hang at the devil’s gate in Wyoming.

Well push em on boys, push em harder cant you see.

Cause there’s a posee on our tails and it aint slowing.

Down to the sweet water, hell we can shake em there,

Cause they sure don’t put cattle rustlers in jail.

I’m gonna hang, I’m gonna hang at the devil’s gate in Wyoming

I’m gonna hang, I’m gonna hang at the devil’s gate in Wyoming.

Well them rounds are whizzing like hornets around my head.

To my left and to my right men are falling dead.

The slug burns like fire as it hits me in the back.

I wish it had killed me, but I have no luck today.

I’m gonna hang, I’m gonna hang at the devil’s gate in Wyoming

I’m gonna hang, I’m gonna hang at the devil’s gate in Wyoming.

Boys find a short rope and really tall tree,

We’ll string this one up for the whole world to see.

Show em what happens to wicked men.

Don’t worry son your about to join your friends

You’re gonna hang, you’re gonna hang at the devil’s gate in

Wyoming you’re gonna hang, you’re gonna hang at the devil’s gate in Wyoming.