| Violet said she was angry
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| She said she was angry with me
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| She said she was coming round my house to murder me
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| She had a big knife
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| She wanted to stick it in me
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| I took out a baseball bat
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| Now it’s her that’s dead, not me
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| And the judge brings down his hammer
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| There’s a black hat on his head
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| They’re going to take me from here
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| And hang me 'till I’m dead
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| I’m sitting here on death-row
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| Hoping they might pardon me
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| Or they’re going to take me from here
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| And hang me on Tuesday
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| Hang me on Tuesday, they’re going to hang me on Tuesday
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| Hang me on Tuesday, they’re going to hang me on Tuesday
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| Hang me on Tuesday, they’re going to hang me on Tuesday
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| Violet’s mum, she found a note
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| And the note, the note it said
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| That violet was coming round my house
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| And she wanted me dead
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| Well this is my tragedy
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| It’s a tragedy for me
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| They found the note on Wednesday
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| And they hung me on Tuesday
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| So now I’m up in Heaven
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| The noose is still around my neck
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| That Violet Harrison was a right pain in the neck
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| They hung me on Tuesday
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| They hung me on Tuesday
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| They hung me on Tuesday
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| They hung me on Tuesday
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| They hung me on Tuesday
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| They hung me on Tuesday
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| They hung me on Tuesday |