The Gaolers

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[Verse 1]
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Damn you bloody jailors of mine from the gallows you'll hang me high
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And I shall swing to a fro for the ladies watching me sew
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And they shall fetch up their sweet pettycoats with a wail and a shriek and an oh!
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And my black-clad friends will toast me a drink with an, up and away we go!

[Verse 2]
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Well damn you bloody jailors of mine if my money you'll not accept
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For I could buy me a passage to life for a simple exchange of debts
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and my girls shall fetch up their sweet pettycoats with a wail and a shriek and an oh!
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And my black-clad friends will toast me a drink with an, up and away we go!

[Verse 3]
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Curse this hole you stuck me in I'll see you bastards in hell
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I'll haunt your wonamns dreams at night, as devil you know me well
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Well I damn you I damn you I damn you I curse, with my last breath breaches your *net*
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For whom is my master, whom did I *serve*, Not you nor ever I would

[Otro]
       Dm                         F          C                                     G
and my girls shall fetch up their sweet pettycoats with a wail and a shriek and an oh!
       Am                                                G      Em      Am
And my black-clad friends will toast me a drink with an, up and away we go!
       Dm                         F          C                                     G
and my girls shall fetch up their sweet pettycoats with a wail and a shriek and an oh!
       Am                                                G      Em      Am
And my black-clad friends will toast me a drink with an, up and away we go...