From the Cellar Door to the Gallows William Elliott Whitmore

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Well, I heard six shots ring out in succession
Oh, and it broke the night air like a china plate
And in my knife blade, I saw my own reflection
Oh, and the devil was at the front gate

And just when you wish that you were dead
Oh, may the light shine down upon your head

Well, it's a long walk from the cell door to the gallows
Oh, it's a long walk for a prisoner to take
And when your last resort is to pray to the lord
That the noose is weak enough to break

And just when you wish that you were dead
Oh lord, may the light shine down upon your head
Oh shine, oh shine, shine, shine down
Oh shine down upon my head

Well there's certain things you just can't escape from
Oh, no matter how far and how fast you decide to run
And when the last thing to take has been taken
Oh, and the last prayer has rolled off your tongue

And just when you wish that you were dead
Oh lord, may the light shine down upon your head
Oh shine, oh shine, shine, shine down
Oh shine down upon my head