Go Down Ye Murderers Chords

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[Verse 1]
[Em]Tim Evans was a prisoner,
Fast [D]in his prison cell
And [Em]those who read about his crimes,
They [G]damned his soul to [B]hell,
Sayin', ""Go [Em]down,
you [D]murderer, go [Em]down.""

[Verse 2]
For the [Em]murder of his own dear wife
And the [D]killing of his own child
The [Em]jury found him guilty
And the [G]hangin' judge, [B]he smiled.
Sayin', ""Go [Em]down,
you [D]murderer, go [Em]down.""

[Verse 3]
Tim [Em]Evans pleaded innocent
[D]And he swore by Him on high,
[B]That he nev[Em]er killed his own dear wife
Nor [G]caused his child to [B]die.
Sayin', ""Go [Em]down, you [D]murderer,
go [Em]down.""

[Verse 4]
[Em]The governor came in one day
And [D]the chaplain by his side,
Said, [Em]""Your appeal has
been turned down,
Pre[G]pare yourself [B]to die.""
Sayin', ""Go [Em]down,
you [D]murderer, go [Em]down.""

[Verse 5]
They [Em]moved him out of C-block
To To his [D]final flowery dell,
[B]And day[Em] and night two screws
were there
And they [G]never left his cell.
[B]Sayin', ""Go dow[Em]n, you mur[D]derer,
go [Em]down.""

[Verse 6]
[Em]Sometimes they played
draughts with him
[D]And solo and pontoon,
[Em]To stop him brooding on the rope
That [G]was to be his [B]doom.
Sayin', ""Go [Em]down, you [D]murderer,
go [Em]down.""

[Verse 7]
[Em]They brought his grub in on a tray,
There was [D]eggs and meat and [B]ham,
And [Em]all the snout that he could smoke
Was [G]there at his command.
[B]Sayin', ""Go dow[Em]n,
you [D]murderer, go [Em]down.""

[Verse 8]
Tim [Em]Evans walked in the prison yard
And the [D]screws, they walked behind
And he [Em]saw the sky above the wall
But he [G]knew no peace [B]of mind.
Sayin', ""Go [Em]down, you [D]murderer,
go [Em]down.""

[Verse 9]
[Em]They came for him at eight
o'clock
[D]And the chaplain read a prayer
And [Em]then they marched him
to that place
Where the [G]hangman did pre[B]pare.
Sayin', ""Go [Em]down, you [D]murderer,
go [Em]down.""

[Verse 10]
The rope [Em]was fixed around his neck
And a [D]washer behind his ear.
The [Em]prison bell was tolling
But Tim [G]Evans did not hear.
[B]Sayin', ""Go dow[Em]n, you mur[D]derer,
go [Em]down.""

[Verse 11]
[Em]A thousand lags were cursing
And [D]a-banging on on the doors
[Em]But Evans couldn't hear them,
He was [G]deaf for ever more.
[B]Sayin', ""Go dow[Em]n, you mur[D]derer,
go [Em]down.""

[Verse 12]
[D][B]
[Em]They sent Tim Evans to the drop
For a [G]crime he did not [B]do.
It was Christy [Em]was the murderer
And the judge and jury too.
Sayin', ""Go down,
you [D]murderers, go [Em]down.""