Words & Music: Snider/Torme    Born A Rambler  Roamin' From Town To Town  Chase The Dollar   Huntin' That Bounty Down  Gonna Hunt It Down  And We'll Make 'Em Dance   Where There Feet Never Touch The Ground  Hang Em' High  Come On Boys We're Gonna Hang 'Em High  Hang 'Em High  Round 'Em Up We're Gonna Hang 'Em High  Headed West   Where The Thrill Of The Chase Don't End  Every Towns Gun Got A Price On His Head  They're As Good As Dead  Watch 'Em Swing  At The End Of A Gallows String  (Repeat Chorus)  Then We'll Watch 'Em Dance   Where Their Feet Don't Touch The Ground  So String 'Em Up And Lay That Money Down  And Hang 'Em High  Hang 'Em High  String 'Em Up Boys!