Rope Don't Judge

Intro Thirteen turns. That's all it takes to hold a man to his word.

Verse 1 I've held the honest and I've held the liar Held the deacon and the man he paid I've held the boy who swore it wasn't him And the judge who knew it, and looked away The crowd comes out in their Sunday finest To watch me do what they ain't got the spine The preacher reads and the ladies weep — And the only honest party's holdin' the line

Chorus Rope don't judge, rope don't hate I take the weight the law won't take Preacher lies and the judge gets paid Guilty or clean — you weigh the same

Verse 2 They call this scaffold the house of justice Strange — I never once seen God attend Just me, a man, and thirteen turns And a town too clean to call it sin

Chorus Rope don't judge, rope don't hate I take the weight the law won't take Preacher lies and the judge gets paid Guilty or clean — you weigh the same

Bridge They retired me when the state got kinder Cut me down like I done somethin' wrong Sold me off by the inch at the dry-goods counter — Good-luck charms for the county's chosen ones Rope don't judge, rope don't hate I take the weight the law won't take Preacher lies and the judge gets paid Guilty or clean — you weigh the same

Outro They cut me down and sold me by the inch. Good folks of this county still carry me for luck.

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