Song | The Ballad Of Tim Evans |
Artist | Karan Casey |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : MacColl | |
Tim Evans was a prisoner | |
Down in his prison cell | |
And those who read about his crimes | |
Condemned his soul to hell | |
Sayin', "Go down, you murderer, go down" | |
For the killing of his own dear wife | |
And the murder of his child | |
The jury found him guilty | |
The hangin' judge, he smiled | |
Sayin', "Go down, you murderer, go down" | |
They took Tim Evans from the dock | |
And they led him to his cell | |
They closed the door behind his back | |
Saying “damn your soul to hell” | |
Sayin', "Go down, you murderer, go down" | |
Tim Evans pleaded innocent | |
He swore by Him on high | |
He never killed his own dear wife | |
Nor caused his child to die | |
Sayin', "Go down, you murderer, go down" | |
Tim Evans walked around the yard | |
Some screws, they walked behind | |
He saw the sky above the wall | |
He knew no peace of mind | |
Sayin', "Go down, you murderer, go down" | |
The governor came to his cell | |
The chaplain by his side | |
Saying, "Your appeal has been turned down | |
Prepare yourself to die" | |
Sayin', "Go down, you murderer, go down" | |
They took Tim Evans to the place | |
Where the hangman did prepare | |
They tied a rope around his neck | |
With a knot behind his ear | |
Sayin', "Go down, you murderer, go down" | |
A thousand lads were screaming | |
And cursing at the doors | |
Tim Evans didn't hear them | |
He was deaf forever more | |
Sayin', "Go down, you murderer, go down" | |
They sent Tim Evans to the dock | |
For a crime he didn’t do | |
It’s Christy was the murderer | |
The judge and jury too | |
Sayin', "Go down you murderer go down" |
zuo ci : MacColl | |
Tim Evans was a prisoner | |
Down in his prison cell | |
And those who read about his crimes | |
Condemned his soul to hell | |
Sayin', " Go down, you murderer, go down" | |
For the killing of his own dear wife | |
And the murder of his child | |
The jury found him guilty | |
The hangin' judge, he smiled | |
Sayin', " Go down, you murderer, go down" | |
They took Tim Evans from the dock | |
And they led him to his cell | |
They closed the door behind his back | |
Saying " damn your soul to hell" | |
Sayin', " Go down, you murderer, go down" | |
Tim Evans pleaded innocent | |
He swore by Him on high | |
He never killed his own dear wife | |
Nor caused his child to die | |
Sayin', " Go down, you murderer, go down" | |
Tim Evans walked around the yard | |
Some screws, they walked behind | |
He saw the sky above the wall | |
He knew no peace of mind | |
Sayin', " Go down, you murderer, go down" | |
The governor came to his cell | |
The chaplain by his side | |
Saying, " Your appeal has been turned down | |
Prepare yourself to die" | |
Sayin', " Go down, you murderer, go down" | |
They took Tim Evans to the place | |
Where the hangman did prepare | |
They tied a rope around his neck | |
With a knot behind his ear | |
Sayin', " Go down, you murderer, go down" | |
A thousand lads were screaming | |
And cursing at the doors | |
Tim Evans didn' t hear them | |
He was deaf forever more | |
Sayin', " Go down, you murderer, go down" | |
They sent Tim Evans to the dock | |
For a crime he didn' t do | |
It' s Christy was the murderer | |
The judge and jury too | |
Sayin', " Go down you murderer go down" |
zuò cí : MacColl | |
Tim Evans was a prisoner | |
Down in his prison cell | |
And those who read about his crimes | |
Condemned his soul to hell | |
Sayin', " Go down, you murderer, go down" | |
For the killing of his own dear wife | |
And the murder of his child | |
The jury found him guilty | |
The hangin' judge, he smiled | |
Sayin', " Go down, you murderer, go down" | |
They took Tim Evans from the dock | |
And they led him to his cell | |
They closed the door behind his back | |
Saying " damn your soul to hell" | |
Sayin', " Go down, you murderer, go down" | |
Tim Evans pleaded innocent | |
He swore by Him on high | |
He never killed his own dear wife | |
Nor caused his child to die | |
Sayin', " Go down, you murderer, go down" | |
Tim Evans walked around the yard | |
Some screws, they walked behind | |
He saw the sky above the wall | |
He knew no peace of mind | |
Sayin', " Go down, you murderer, go down" | |
The governor came to his cell | |
The chaplain by his side | |
Saying, " Your appeal has been turned down | |
Prepare yourself to die" | |
Sayin', " Go down, you murderer, go down" | |
They took Tim Evans to the place | |
Where the hangman did prepare | |
They tied a rope around his neck | |
With a knot behind his ear | |
Sayin', " Go down, you murderer, go down" | |
A thousand lads were screaming | |
And cursing at the doors | |
Tim Evans didn' t hear them | |
He was deaf forever more | |
Sayin', " Go down, you murderer, go down" | |
They sent Tim Evans to the dock | |
For a crime he didn' t do | |
It' s Christy was the murderer | |
The judge and jury too | |
Sayin', " Go down you murderer go down" |