Lyrics

At last when the choice was neither nor Bottom of the bay we're set ashore Went into town beg what we lack: 200 stripes on horseback Wearing my yellow coat Rope tied around my throat: Great green wax candle unlit; Silence! And then the sentence spit I'm sitting up in my paw paw tree Wait they make mango mush outta me Pick axe I can't stay Silver mines all day Cut down the weedwood And think that I just could I'm sitting up in my paw paw tree Wait they make mango mush outta me Tied down with brown twine Up past the tree line Up by I hope where The King of Spain don't care I'm sitting up in my paw paw tree Wait they make mango mush outta me