Go down to the gallows at midnight
With silk drape to cover your face
Go down to the gallows, they'll soon take my life
And lay your eyes over the place

Here comes the priest and the prophet
A cold, steel floor on my feet
I hope that you've come down to see me
If a dyin' boy's wish of release

Here stands the man dressed in black now
And he says with a trembling sigh,
"do you have any words or requests now?
Just tell me, please, before you die."

Go down to the gallows at midnight
With silk drape to cover your face
Go down to the gallows, they'll soon take my life
And lay your eyes over the place

Go down to the gallows at midnight
With silk drape to cover your face
Go down to the gallows, they'll soon take my life
And lay your eyes over the place

My eyes are alive in this place