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Come all you tender Christians |
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Wherever you may be |
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And likewise pay attention |
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To these few lines from me. |
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I was down at the depot |
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To make my getaway |
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And Providence being against me, |
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It proved to be too late. |
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I tried to play off insane |
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But found it would not do; |
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The people all against me, |
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It proved to make no show. |
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Judge Cox he passed the sentence, |
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The clerk he wrote it down, |
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On the thirtieth day of June |
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To die I was condemned. |
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Chorus: |
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My name is Charles Guiteau, |
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My name I'll never deny, |
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To leave my aged parents |
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To sorrow and to die. |
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But little did I think |
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While in my youthful bloom |
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I'd be carried to the scaffold |
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To meet my fatal doom. |
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My sister came in prison |
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To bid her last farewell. |
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She threw her arms around me; |
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She wept most bitterly. |
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She said, "My loving brother, |
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Today you must die |
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For the murder of James A. Garfield |
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Upon the scaffold high." |
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My name is Charles Guiteau, |
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My name I'll never deny, |
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To leave my aged parents |
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To sorrow and to die. |
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But little did I think |
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While in my youthful bloom |
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I'd be carried to the scaffold |
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To meet my fatal doom. |
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And now I mount the scaffold |
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To bid you all adieu, |
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The hangman now is waiting, |
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It's a quarter after two. |
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The black cap is o'er my face, |
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No longer can I see, |
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But when I'm dead and buried, |
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Dear Lord, remember me. |
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My name is Charles Guiteau, |
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My name I'll never deny, |
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To leave my aged parents |
| [02:33.56] |
To sorrow and to die. |
| [02:35.86] |
But little did I think |
| [02:38.11] |
While in my youthful bloom |
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I'd be carried to the scaffold |
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To meet my fatal doom. |
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