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St. James Hospital
The Devil's Trade
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It was early one morning
Morning at the St. James Hospital
It was early one morning
Morning in the month of May
When I looked through the window
And I spy the dear outlaw
A dear outlaw
He was cold as the clay
Set here down by me and hear my sad story
Set here down by me and sign me my song
For my poor head is aching
And my sad heart is breaking
I'm a poor outlaw
That know he done wrong
Send for the doctor to come and heal up my body
Send for the preacher to come and pray for my soul
For my poor head is aching
And my sad heart is breaking
I'm a poor outlaw
And hell is my doom
Get 16 pretty maiden to come and carry my coffin
Get 16 pretty maiden to come and sing me my song
And tell them to bring some o'them
Sweet smelling roses
So they can't smell me
As they carry me along
Beat the drums slowly and play the fife lowly
Play the death march as they carry me along
Throw bunches of lilies
All over my coffin
There goes a poor outlaw
And hell is my doom
(Kaszálj zabot, ne vad lencsét)
(Kaszálj zabot, ne vad lencsét)
(Szeress lejányt ne menyecskét)
(Szeress lejányt ne menyecskét)
(Mer' én menyecskét szerettem)
(Mer' én menyecskét szerettem)
(Világimat elvesztettem)
(Világimat elvesztettem)
(Világimat elvesztettem)
(Világimat elvesztettem)