Poor Will and the Jolly Hangman Richard Thompson
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[Verse 1]
Rise for the hangman
His pleasure is that you should rise
He's the judge and the jury
At the jester's assize
[Verse 2]
Poor Will on the gallows tree
Never a cruel word did say
Oh that a young man
Should be treated this way
[Chorus]
Run to me mother of anyone's child
And tell me the revelry planned
Judges and barristers, clerks at the law
His show is the best in the land
Here's a health to the jolly hangman
He'll hang you the best that he can
Here's a health to the jolly
[Verse 3]
No purse for a champion
No true love come over the stile
The debt of a poor man
He'll pay in awhile
Rise for the hangman
His pleasure is that you should rise
He's the judge and the jury
At the jester's assize
[Verse 2]
Poor Will on the gallows tree
Never a cruel word did say
Oh that a young man
Should be treated this way
[Chorus]
Run to me mother of anyone's child
And tell me the revelry planned
Judges and barristers, clerks at the law
His show is the best in the land
Here's a health to the jolly hangman
He'll hang you the best that he can
Here's a health to the jolly
[Verse 3]
No purse for a champion
No true love come over the stile
The debt of a poor man
He'll pay in awhile
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