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I hear the floorboards creaking

In the middle of the night

I hear the nightbirds shrieking

Noone in sight

I hear the doorknob turning

I hold my father’s gun

My eyes are sore and burning

I shoot and then I run

I shoot then I run

I hear the floorboards creaking

Down in Old Bailey Hall

The judge is cold and glaring

Guess I’ll be sent to fall

I hear the floorboards creaking

As they drag me out

I hear the people cheering

I vanish like a cloud

I think I hear the floorboards…

I think I hear the floorboards…

I hear the floorboards creaking

In the jailhouse near the moor

I hear the preacher mumbling

But there’ll be no cure

I hear the floorboards creaking

At the gallows in the morn

The noose, well has me yearning

Wish I was never born

I think I hear the floorboards…

I think I hear the floorboards…

I hear the floorboards creaking

In my coffin, here I lie

The ground they keep on shoveling

Until I’m out of sight

I hear the floorboards creaking

I wonder, who it might be

My juices will be leaking

The worms will have their feast

I think I hear the floorboards…

I think I hear the floorboards…

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