Campfire Songs
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Retired Scouter Campfire Songs 


Hanging Johnny


They call me hanging Johnny; AWAY-I-OH,
They say I hang for money. SO HANG, BOYS, HANG!

Why did you hang your daddy;
And then your mother laddie?

They say I hung my mother;
And then I hung my brother.

I hung my sister Nancy;
Because I took a fancy.

A rope, a beam, a ladder;
I hung them all together.

They call me hanging Johnny;
But I never hung nobody.

I'd hang a brutal mother;
The same as any other.

I'd hang a noted liar;
I'd hang a bloated friar.

I'd hang all wrong and folly;
And hang to make things jolly.

Come hang and sway together;
And hang for finer weather.

They call me hanging Johnny;
But I never hung nobody.