Blind Verdict is a rock song about justice.
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They dragged him through the dust with a rope ‘round his neck
Nine shadows on horseback, no mercy, no check
Left him for the buzzards, cut loose from the tree
But the dead don’t stay buried when justice ain’t free
Oh, justice ain’t free!
Wind keeps on howling through the cottonwood leaves
A man learns the difference ‘tween law and what he believes
Hang ‘em high, let the rope sing its song
When the good and the guilty both swing before long
In the court of the desert, the verdict is blind
Hang ‘em high, till nobody knows wrong from right
Oh, wrong from right!
Oh, wrong from right!
He rides with a star that still bleeds through the shirt
Carries nine names carved deep where the memory hurts
Every trigger he pulls is a question of grace
Every grave that he digs stares him dead in the face
Yeah, dead in the face!
Hang ‘em high, though the gallows grow tall
One man’s retribution becomes another man’s fall
The judge and the judged wear the same coat of dust
Hang ‘em high, till the righteous forget who to trust
Oh, forget who to trust!
Yeah, forget who to trust!
At the end of the rope there’s no winner in sight
Just widows and orphans and crows in the night
He drops the last knot, turns his back on the tree
Some debts can’t be settled by you or by me
By you or by me!
By you or by me!
Hang ‘em high, but the sky don’t forgive
When vengeance is done, nobody left to live
The wind takes the echo, the desert stays wide
We all hang high on the same lonely ride
Oh, Hang ‘em high! Yeah!
Oh, Hang ‘em high!
Hang ‘em high!
Hang ‘em high.
©2025 Hugh Mungus