Tono: F
Introducción:
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Come all you tender Christians
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Wherever you may be
And likewise pay attention
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To these few lines from me.
I was down at the depot
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To make my getaway
And Providence being against me,
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It proved to be too late.
verse 2
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I tried to play off insane
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But found it would not do
The people all against me,
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It proved to make no show.
Judge Cox he passed the sentence,
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The clerk he wrote it down,
On the thirtieth day of June
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To die I was condemned.
verse 3
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My name is Charles Guiteau,
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My name I'll never deny,
To leave my aged parents
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To sorrow and to die.
But little did I think
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While in my youthful bloom
I'd be carried to the scaffold
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To meet my fatal doom.
verse 4
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My sister came in prison
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To bid her last farewell.
She threw her arms around me
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She wept most bitterly.
She said, "My loving brother,
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Today you must die
For the murder of James A. Garfield
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Upon the scaffold high."
Verse 5
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And now I mount the scaffold
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To bid you all adieu,
The hangman now is waiting,
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It's a quarter after two.
The black cap is o'er my face,
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No longer can I see,
But when I'm dead and buried,
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Dear Lord, remember me.