The Gallows

Lyrics
There was a weasel lived in the sun With all his family Till a keeper shot him with his gun And hung him up on a tree Where he swings in the wind and rain In the sun and in the snow Without pleasure, without pain On the dead oak tree bough There was a crow who was no sleeper But a thief and a murderer Till a very late hour; and this keeper Made him one of the things that were To hang and flap in rain and wind In the sun and in the snow There are no more sins to be sinned On the dead oak tree bough Therе was a magpie, too Had a long tongue and a long tail; He could talk and do - But what did that avail? Hе, too, flaps in the wind and rain Alongside weasel and crow Without pleasure, without pain On the dead oak tree bough And many other beasts And birds, skin, bone, and feather Have been taken from their feasts And hung up there together To swing and have endless leisure In the sun and in the snow Without pain, without pleasure On the dead oak tree bough
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Credits
- Writers
- Edward Thomas