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Oh, the night before Larry was
Well the boys they all paid him a
A bit in their sacks too they
For they sweated their duds till they it
For was always the lad

When a boy was condemned to the
Would fence all the that he had
For to help his poor friend to a
And warm his ol' gob he died

Well, the boys came crowding in fast
And they threw all stools 'round about him
Six glims round his trap was placed
For he couldn't be well without them

When one of asked, "Could he die
having duly repented?"
Larry, "That's all in me eye
And first by the Clergy
For to get a fat bit for themselves"

"Oh, and I'll be cut up a pie
And me nob from me be parted
You're in the box, then, says I
For blast me if they're so

"A chalk on the of your neck
Is all that Jack Catch dares to you
mind not such trifle's affect
Oh, why should the likes of grieve you?
And now boys, tip us the deck"

Well, the being called for they played
Until Larry found one of them
A point in his napper was
For the boy he'd been easily

"Oh, me the hokey, you thief
I'll scuttle your with me doodle
You cheat me because I'm in
Ah, but I'll demolish your noddle
And leave you claret to drink"

Then the came in with his book
And he him so smooth and so civil
Larry him kill sour look
And he pitched his big wig to the

Then sighing he threw his head
For to get a sweet drop of the
And dutiful he said
"Oh, the hempt 'twill be soon 'round me
And choke me windpipe to death

"Oh, then it's the best way to die
Oh, the dead are no better the
For now when the is high
Our is shorter to Heaven"

But harasses Larry the most
And his soul poor melancholy
Is he thinks of the when his ghost
It come in a sheet to Sweet Molly
"Oh sure, kill her alive"

So moving, these words he spoke
We all vented our tears in a
For me own part I thought me heart
For to see him cut down like a

On his we watched him next day
The throttler I thought I could him
But Larry not one did say
Nor change did he come to William
And then did his color white

When he came to the old Dublin
He was tucked up so neat and so
The rumbler off from his feet
And he with his face to the city

He kicked too, but was all pride
For you might see 'twas all over
after the noose was untied
In we waked him in clover
And sent him to his ground sweat

Oh, the night before was stretched
Well, the boys they all him a visit
A bit in their sacks too fetched
For they sweated duds till they ris' it

For was always the lad
When a boy was condemned to the
Would all the duds that he had
For to his poor friend to a sneezer
And his ol' gob 'fore he died
And warm his ol' gob 'fore he