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rumjacks – jolly executioner lyrics

it said his blade weighed half a tonne,
o’ spanish steel, christ how it shone,
with a whistle & thump yer dash were done,
and the axe cared not for who you were,
he kept a cell below the tower,
where he signed the cross every half an hour,
with a calf skin drum & a rattle tat taa,
the jolly executioner.
he had a son, a drunken sailor,
coulda been a tinker, tyke, or tailor,
sailed away to far australia,
to be the executioner,
his rope were short, his knots were tight,
he’d plait the hemp by candle light,
with a crack & tw-ng ye bade goodnight,
to the jolly executioner.
string em high & stretch em well,
burn a candle, strike a bell,
pipe their rotten souls to h-ll,
for the jolly executioner.
then some bloke with a kite & key,
invented electricity,
and the job were handed down to me,
so fortunate you wish you were,
i’ve cooked em all, the crooks & crumbs,
the vagabonds & hapless b-ms,
with a crackle & pop, ‘ol’ sparky’ sung,
for the jolly executioner.
i had a son, near broke me heart,
a stand alone, a breed apart,
brought death unto a dying art,
a general pract-tioner,
all white lab coats & phd’s,
and 10cc’s of anti-freeze,
a n-ble art brought to its knees,
farewell to the executioner.

- rumjacks lyrics

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