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  • Well, they're hanging Joe Bean this morning
    For killing a man in Arkansas
    Funny thing about it, Joe Bean
    Never even heard of the man
    In fact, Joe Bean never has been to Arkansas
    And to top that off
    Today is Joe Bean's twentieth birthday
    See where the gallows stand Joe Bean
    See where the gallows stand
    Just twenty short years from the day you were born
    You'll die by the hangman's hand
    They're hanging Joe Bean this morning
    For a shooting that he never did
    He killed twenty men
    By the time he was ten
    He was an unruly kid
    But they're hanging Joe Bean
    For the one shooting
    That he never did
    See through the prison bars Joe Bean
    See where the gallows stand
    Just twenty short years from the day you were born
    You'll die by the hangman's hand
    Well your mother's at the Capitol City
    Asking Governor Sims for a stay
    And it's realy hard on her
    'Cause she knows where you were
    On that particular day
    You were working, Joe Bean
    Hard working
    Robbing the Santa Fe
    Well, the telegraph wires are humming
    Here, the Governor's words come through
    I can't set you free, 'cause it's not up to me
    But this much, Joe Bean, I'll do
    I'll join your mother in extending
    Birthday greetings to you
    Happy Birthday, Joe Bean
    Happy Birthday, Joe Bean
    Happy Birthday, Dear Joe
    Happy Birthday, to you
  • Well, they're hanging Joe Bean this morning
    For killing a man in Arkansas
    Funny thing about it, Joe Bean
    Never even heard of the man
    In fact, Joe Bean never has been to Arkansas
    And to top that off
    Today is Joe Bean's twentieth birthday
    See where the gallows stand Joe Bean
    See where the gallows stand
    Just twenty short years from the day you were born
    You'll die by the hangman's hand
    They're hanging Joe Bean this morning
    For a shooting that he never did
    He killed twenty men
    By the time he was ten
    He was an unruly kid
    But they're hanging Joe Bean
    For the one shooting
    That he never did
    See through the prison bars Joe Bean
    See where the gallows stand
    Just twenty short years from the day you were born
    You'll die by the hangman's hand
    Well your mother's at the Capitol City
    Asking Governor Sims for a stay
    And it's realy hard on her
    'Cause she knows where you were
    On that particular day
    You were working, Joe Bean
    Hard working
    Robbing the Santa Fe
    Well, the telegraph wires are humming
    Here, the Governor's words come through
    I can't set you free, 'cause it's not up to me
    But this much, Joe Bean, I'll do
    I'll join your mother in extending
    Birthday greetings to you
    Happy Birthday, Joe Bean
    Happy Birthday, Joe Bean
    Happy Birthday, Dear Joe
    Happy Birthday, to you