Scarlet Ribbons - The Men They Couldn't Hang

Wander throught the streets

To the top of the town

Banshee wails and bawling

The people gather round

There’s been gunfire, there’s been drinking

You can hear the victory voice

On the chapel door and the courthouse

The posters say rejoice

Ribbons, scarlet ribbons

Carouselling in the sun

Ribbons, scarlet ribbons

There’s one for everyone

There’s one on the tree at the edge of the park

Two in the hair of the girls in the dark

Three on the soldier whose medals he shows

A fusion of colours, just like a rose

Ribbons, scarlet ribbons

Carouselling in the sun

Ribbons, scarlet ribbons

There’s one for everyone

Ribbons, scarlet ribbons

Carouselling in the sun

Ribbons, scarlet ribbons

There’s one for everyone

On the bells of celebration

In The bedrooms of the nation

On a lonely isle, so cold and bare

Lies a dead soldier, so fresh and rare

Ribbons, scarlet ribbons

Carouselling in the sun

Ribbons, scarlet ribbons

There’s one for everyone