Won't you please,
cut me down?
Rope has grown tight,
lifted me off the ground.
Executioner whistles,
a grisly tune.
Letter by letter,
seals my doom.
I brought misfortune,
to my peers.
So here I suffer,
hung by their tears.
I'm just a man,
remember what I sang.
I'm just a man,
let me hang.
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