Sanguinary Butcher

John Wesley Harding

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    Twas in the Royal Town of Rye, on a night dreadful and cold
    James Lamb the Mayor unlocked his door and walked out all alone
    His son he had invited him his ship to come aboard
    But the mayor would rather stay at home all as the thunder roared

    He saw a man out in the street, and recognized his face
    And asked this man, his wife's brother, to go all in his place
    Why yes dear Lamb I'll go for you, the fateful words he said
    If 'n you will lend to me your cloak that is blood red

    Breeds the Butcher sat alone, a-sharpenin' his knife
    For he knew James Lamb the mayor went on the ship that night
    Lamb had fined the butcher Breeds for serving measures short
    And in revenge Breeds swore to kill the mayor of the Cinque Port

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    It was just behind St.Mary's Church, close by the Ypres Tower
    He hid himself behind a grave until the fateful hour
    He recognized the blood red coat just as it passed him by
    Out came Breeds and stabbed his foe with his butcher knife

    Now all things being silent, Lamb dreamed an awful dream
    His dead wife's spirit came to him to warn him as it seemed
    (The) second time she came that night, he saw a ghostly light
    She said "Go find my brother dear, for Murder walks tonight"

    Three times she appeared to him, her husband in his bed
    And on the third he rose to find the poor ghost's brother dead
    The knife was found upon a grave by some brave local man
    And Breeds still drunk upon the town sang "Butchers should kill lambs"

    He got no mercy at the trial, the judge he was no friend
    For it was the same James Lamb whose life he'd meant to end
    The murderer, he was hanged beneath the Strand Gate Arch
    His body put into a cage and hanged upon the marsh

    They put his skull in Rye Town Hall, and there it is today
    "Killed by a sanguinary butcher" writ upon a grave
    So, come all ye who seek revenge and look upon John Breeds
    Who murdered one he never knew and was hung by his enemy

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    Composición: John Wesley Harding

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