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Lyrics of Love and Laughter

They have fooled the jailer with lying words,
They have fooled the man with lies;
The bolts unbar, the locks are drawn, and the great door open flies. 

Now they have taken him from the jail,
And hard and fast they ride, 
And the leader laughs low down in his throat,
As they halt my trunk beside. 

Oh, the judge, he wore a mask of black,
And the doctor one of white,
And the minister, with his oldest son,
Was curiously bedight.

Oh, foolish man, why weep you now? 
'T is but a little space,
And the time will come when these shall dread
The mem'ry of your face.

I feel the rope against my bark, 
And the weight of him in my grain,
I feel in the throe of his final woe
The touch of my own last pain.

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