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Murder By Death

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Get on with it
Put off the fuss, you chickenshit
Get on with it
Can't you see it's time to quit?

I seen three men hanging from a sycamore
Thier bodies were stiff as a two by four
And their heads were tilted down towards the ground

And it aint been long since they been up there
That thier bodies turned cold hangin in the air
They mighta froze before that noose got to them

Old scratch has dealt us a dirty hand
He had the look of a saint but the greed of a man
and his face was worn and wrinkled like a leather book

And if I put this revolver to my head
Will God turn against me instead
of taking pity on a broken man?

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