Luyện nghe bài hát The Hangman and the Papist

The village stands quiet
The curfew enforced
The streets are even clear of and whores

some evil bird of prey
The scaffold spreads its
The people build fires and bolt their doors

The mayor is giving to the officers wives
His eldest son is how to fawn
The barrack is hushed and tense
The drawing lots
Who be the hangman in the dawn?

The lot on a young man
Who has for but a year
His home is in the village close

He shivers at the of what
Hes forced to do day
He wonders who it is, who has to

And the full moon a cold light
On the prison walls
The papist walks his cell, he sleep

He hears the gallows creaking
Just that door
He for he has no more tears to weep

The day to break
A drums begins to sound
A crowd begins to in the square
The presence of the in his terrifying mask

Weighs on the minds of all those there
The colonel reads the
the papist knows by heart

He has failed to show allegiance to the
His is thus with God himself
And in His he must hang
The papist, head held high, says not a

The jailer his hands
And puts his to his eyes
He leads him the door before the crowd
The sees his victim

And the drains from his face
He his younger brother standing proud
The hangman to protest
But is to proceed

His trembling hands begin to the strain
His are blind with streaming tears
And he for all to hear

Forgive me, God, we hang him in Thy
Forgive me, God, we him in Thy name
me, God, we hang him in Thy name
Oh, please forgive me, God, we hang him in Thy
Forgive me, God, we hang him in Thy