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They threw a rope up 'round his neck,
set the stage up for a wreck.
On the breeze came a horrid noise
the laughter of those country boys
And in that cloudless sky he saw
the black crows cackle and caw
They asked him should they tighten the noose
or would you rather us leave it loose?
For it's your choice today we give to you -
it was certainly your choice the day you flew
And now that you're caught and put to death
Are there any last words for your wife Beth?
No? Then so be it - here you will lay
Put to death on this fine day.


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