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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=410272" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Ballad of Jock Dean.</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I watched the daylight trickle o'er<br>the hills behind oor hoose<br>A sight I'd often seen before<br>but never through a noose</div><div style="margin:10px 0">These shoddy thrown up gallows<br>where I waited for the crow.<br>Forget the debt my pal owes, <br>he'll no help me, this I know. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">(Chorus.) <br>Why have you betrayed yer ain<br>and left me without hope? <br>Condemned by my ain twisted wean<br>tay dance upon the Sheriff's rope.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>I swore I would avenge the loss<br>of all the Laird had stole<br>The sheriff couldnay gi a toss, <br>my neck-stretch was his goal.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;A few last words, afore ye go? &quot;<br>The sarky basturt's shout.<br>I said nay mer, fur as ye know<br>he'd had ma tongue ripped out.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">(Chorus.) <br>Why have you betrayed yer ain<br>and left me without hope? <br>Condemned by my ain twisted wean<br>tay dance upon the Sheriff's rope.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>The weighted sack tied tay ma feet<br>drapped sharp before I fell<br>Ma four weans aw began tay greet<br>at this, their Da's death knell.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>The bag should help tay snap the neck<br>an quell ma final song<br>bit no fur me, an instant brek, <br>the rope was joost too long.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">(Chorus.) <br>Why have you betrayed yer ain<br>and left me without hope? <br>Condemned by my ain twisted wean<br>tay dance upon the Sheriff's rope.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>So there I danced the mid-air jig<br>above the sacred ground<br>beside the hole they made me dig<br>my piss sprayed all around.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Twas then I saw my only son<br>gaze up from my spilt bile<br>twas then I knew he was the one…<br>twas written in his smile.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">(Chorus.) <br>Why have you betrayed yer ain<br>and left me without hope? <br>Condemned by my ain twisted wean<br>tay dance upon the Sheriff's rope.<br>I'll dance forever on his rope.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Hola+Mentirosa">Hola Mentirosa</a><div class=q>
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the hills behind oor hoose
A sight I'd often seen before
but never through a noose

These shoddy thrown up gallows
where I waited for the crow.
Forget the debt my pal owes, 
he'll no help me, this I know. 

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