There have been many tales   Tainted by truth, twisted by time   Some choose to forget   Yet it still weaves webs in their minds      And it seems like she's been here forever   Her branches as black as the seas   She's been through it all by the luck of the draw   She became the old hanging tree      She asked for nothing   Except maybe a little rain   They used her strength   To help them steal lives away      And she witnessed the sadness and sorrow   To this day she still doesn't know why   But her heart broke when they came with the rope   To declare her the old hanging tree      Life stranger then fiction   Can make you want to cry   Roots could never stop her   From reaching for the sky      Life stranger then fiction   Can make you want to cry   Roots could never stop her   From reaching for the sky      Those years have all past   Lucky for us, lucky for her   Now, children play at her feet   And in her arms, she cradles birds      And it seems she's been here forever   But these days are the best that she's seen   Still somewhere in the back of her mind is the time   She was known as the old hanging tree      Yes, somewhere in the back of her mind is the time   She was known as the old hanging tree