John Was Hardly More Than a Bewildered Observer at His Own Trial... Fairport Convention

(John was hardly more than a bewildered observer at his own trial, not being allowed to say more than a few words. The tides of fate wash him to the condemned cell where he waits three sad weeks for his last night on earth)

[I. Trial Song 0:00 - 3:56]

[Verse 1]
"Lee," the sergeant said to me, "acting on my discretion
It is my solemn duty to arrest you on suspicion"
They put me in a carriage, I was driven many miles
They locked me in a prison cell to await my trial

[Refrain]
John 'Babbacombe' Lee, John 'Babbacombe' Lee

[Verse 2]
The man who'd defend mе was ill and couldn't come
His brother came to lеnd me help and I knew I was undone
"Do just what you want with me, I don't have a choice
You'd do as well without me as I'm not allowed to use my voice"

[Verse 3]
The judge sits high and mighty and he asks me who I am
The robes he wears impress me but he looks a kindly man
"To all who come to see me fall and those that proved me guilty
May the joker hear your call and show you all more mercy"

[Refrain]
John 'Babbacombe' Lee, John 'Babbacombe' Lee