Good Day For A Hanging Poem by Brian Smith

THERE'S A NEW SHERIFF IN TOWN.
AND I'M IN A GOOD MOOD.
THE SUN IS SHINING.
MY NEW STAR IS SHINING.
MY NEW SPURS ARE SHINING
AS I WALK ALONG THIS OLD SIDEWALK
HEARING MY NEW BOOTS CLINKING AND CLANGING.
YESSIR, IT'S A GOOD DAY.
GOOD DAY FOR A HANGING.

PEOPLE ARE LETTING ME BE.
LETTING ME BE ME,
THERE'S A NEW SHERIFF IN TOWN.
NO ONE WANTS TO FIGHT.
NO ONE WORRIES ME.
NO ONE WORRIES ABOUT ME.
HEARING THE SCAFFOLD HAMMERS BANGING.
YESSIR, IT'S A GOOD DAY.
GOOD DAY FOR A HANGING.

GOT SO MANY THINGS TO DO TODAY.
GOT TO FEED MY CATTLE.
GOT TO FEED MY DOG.
GOT TO FEED MY BELLY AND MY GUN.
AND NOW, THIS EXECUTION I'M PLANNING.
GOT A MILLION THINGS TO DO TODAY.
GOOD DAY FOR A HANGING.

BOYS, MAKE THAT SCAFFOLD GOOD AND STURDY.
MAKE THAT ROPE THICK AND STURDY.
OL'JACK'S NECK IS THICK AND DIRTY.
GOT TO DIG A BIG ENOUGH GRAVE, BOYS.
GOOD AND STURDY FOR THE PLANTING.
DON'T LET ME DISTURB YOUR WORK, BOYS.
GOOD DAY FOR A HANGING.

THIS OLD WEST IS A VIOLENT PLACE.
THIS NEW FRONTIER IS A VIOLENT PLACE.
NOW IT'S A SAFER PLACE, FOR ONE MORE NIGHT.
KICK OPEN THAT TRAP DOOR, BOYS.
I'M THE NEW SHERIFF, BUT I AIN'T BRAGGING.
GOOD DAY FOR A HANGING.
GOOD DAY FOR A HANGING.