The Poplar Tree - Charley Crockett

I’m holding my head up

I’m not gonna cry

Or tell them that I need her

And that without her I would die

I’m not gonna argue

They won’t listen to me

I’m just gonna stay right here

Under the poplar tree

Let me tell you a story

It happened this way

It was born out of longing

In a man that’s gone astray

I’ve been to the valley

In the shadow of death

I’ve crossed many rivers

Wearing a scar on my chest

Can I outrun this heartache?

A man, he sure can try

I gave my all to that woman

Then she turned around and said goodbye

I was in a high desert

Dell City was the town

That’s when my luck turned south

This ol' boy started showin' out

He killed the clerk and a young girl

Who was only standin' there

He looked at me real peculiar

With the bullets flying through the air

I lit out in a hurry

He went out in a hearse

Heartbroken and wanted

Couldn’t tell you which one of 'em is worse

He must’ve been real important

'Cause his posse caught up to me

I was holding my head up

When they hung me from a poplar tree

Yes, they hung me from a poplar tree