Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Scaffold Blues, artist - Those Poor Bastards.
Date of issue: 15.11.2018
Song language: English
Scaffold Blues |
Come all you young devils and listen to me |
I’ll tell you a sad story of bad misery |
I was born in the country among the beautiful hills |
And the memory of my childhood is warm in me still |
I grew sick of the fireside I grew sick of my home |
I had in view far rambling and far away I did roam |
I left all my family to my home I said farewell |
And I went down to Chicago the very depths of hell |
It was there I took to drinking I sinned night and day |
But deep in my poor heart I heard mother say |
«Oh be good now my sweet son |
May God protect by boy |
May God forever bless him and bring his life joy» |
I courted a fair maiden her name I will not tell |
For it would forever disgrace her since I’m going to hell |
It was on one summer evening the stars shining bright |
And with a fatal dagger I bid her spirit flight |
Now the police overtook me you can all plainly see |
My soul is doomed forever for all eternity |
I’m now on the scaffold my time is not long |
You may forget the singer but don’t forget the song |