I’m waiting for the jailer,
A burly drunken sailor,
To lead me to the gallows,
The bloody so n so,
Guilty must I be ,
Of a crime in eternity
Another life was me,
When I strangled Micky Bird,
Was his time to go:)
To suffer wrongly all for naught,
pinned by the ears and silence bought,
ironic pain, a pardon sought,
is death an...
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