The Hangman and the Papist Lyrics

Song	The Hangman and the Papist
Artist	The Strawbs
Album	From the Witchwood
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	作词 : Cousins
	The village square stands quiet with the curfew still in force
	The streets are even clear of dogs and whores
	Like some evil bird of prey the scaffold spreads its wings
	The people build their fires and bolt their doors
	The mayor is giving dinner to the officers and wives
	His eldest son is learning how to fawn
	The barrack block is hushed and tense, the soldiers drawing lots
	Who will be the hangman in the dawn.
	The lot falls on a young man who has served for but a year
	His home is in the village close nearby
	He shivers at the thought of what he's forced to do next day
	He wonders who it is that has to die
	The full moon casts a cold light on the gloomy prison walls
	The papist walk his cell, he cannot sleep
	He hears the waiting gallows creaking just beyond the door
	He prays for he has no more tears to weep.
	The day begins to break, the muffled drums begin to sound
	A crowd begins to gather in the square
	The presence of the hangman in his terrifying mask
	Weighs heavy on the minds of all those there
	The colonel reads the sentence which the papist knows by heart
	He has failed to show allegiance to the King
	His crime is thus with God himself, in His name he must hang
	The papist, head held high, says not a thing.
	The jailer binds his hands and puts the blindfold to his eyes
	He leads him through the door before the crowd
	The hangman sees his victim and the blood drains from his face
	He sees his younger brother standing proud
	The hangman tries to protest but is ordered to proceed
	His trembling hands begin to take the strain
	His eyes are blind with streaming tears, he cries for all to hear
	"Forgive me God, we hang him in they name".

	zuo ci : Cousins
	The village square stands quiet with the curfew still in force
	The streets are even clear of dogs and whores
	Like some evil bird of prey the scaffold spreads its wings
	The people build their fires and bolt their doors
	The mayor is giving dinner to the officers and wives
	His eldest son is learning how to fawn
	The barrack block is hushed and tense, the soldiers drawing lots
	Who will be the hangman in the dawn.
	The lot falls on a young man who has served for but a year
	His home is in the village close nearby
	He shivers at the thought of what he' s forced to do next day
	He wonders who it is that has to die
	The full moon casts a cold light on the gloomy prison walls
	The papist walk his cell, he cannot sleep
	He hears the waiting gallows creaking just beyond the door
	He prays for he has no more tears to weep.
	The day begins to break, the muffled drums begin to sound
	A crowd begins to gather in the square
	The presence of the hangman in his terrifying mask
	Weighs heavy on the minds of all those there
	The colonel reads the sentence which the papist knows by heart
	He has failed to show allegiance to the King
	His crime is thus with God himself, in His name he must hang
	The papist, head held high, says not a thing.
	The jailer binds his hands and puts the blindfold to his eyes
	He leads him through the door before the crowd
	The hangman sees his victim and the blood drains from his face
	He sees his younger brother standing proud
	The hangman tries to protest but is ordered to proceed
	His trembling hands begin to take the strain
	His eyes are blind with streaming tears, he cries for all to hear
	" Forgive me God, we hang him in they name".

	zuò cí : Cousins
	The village square stands quiet with the curfew still in force
	The streets are even clear of dogs and whores
	Like some evil bird of prey the scaffold spreads its wings
	The people build their fires and bolt their doors
	The mayor is giving dinner to the officers and wives
	His eldest son is learning how to fawn
	The barrack block is hushed and tense, the soldiers drawing lots
	Who will be the hangman in the dawn.
	The lot falls on a young man who has served for but a year
	His home is in the village close nearby
	He shivers at the thought of what he' s forced to do next day
	He wonders who it is that has to die
	The full moon casts a cold light on the gloomy prison walls
	The papist walk his cell, he cannot sleep
	He hears the waiting gallows creaking just beyond the door
	He prays for he has no more tears to weep.
	The day begins to break, the muffled drums begin to sound
	A crowd begins to gather in the square
	The presence of the hangman in his terrifying mask
	Weighs heavy on the minds of all those there
	The colonel reads the sentence which the papist knows by heart
	He has failed to show allegiance to the King
	His crime is thus with God himself, in His name he must hang
	The papist, head held high, says not a thing.
	The jailer binds his hands and puts the blindfold to his eyes
	He leads him through the door before the crowd
	The hangman sees his victim and the blood drains from his face
	He sees his younger brother standing proud
	The hangman tries to protest but is ordered to proceed
	His trembling hands begin to take the strain
	His eyes are blind with streaming tears, he cries for all to hear
	" Forgive me God, we hang him in they name".

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