The Ballad Of Tim Evans

Tim Evans was a prisoner down in his prison cell
 And those who read about his crimes condemned his soul to hell
 Saying, "Go down, you murderer, go down, you murderer, go down"
 For the killing of his own dear wife and the murder of his child
 The jury found him guilty, the hanging judge, he smiled
 Saying, "Go down, you murderer, go down, you murderer, go down"
 They took Tim Evans from the dock and they led him to his cell
 They closed the door behind his back saying, "Damn your soul to hell"
 Saying, "Go down, you murderer, go down, you murderer, go down"
 Tim Evans pleaded innocent, he swore by Him on high
 He never killed his own dear wife nor caused his child to die
 Saying, "Go down, you murderer, go down, you murderer, go down"
 Tim Evans walked around the yard, some screws, they walked behind
 He saw the sky above the wall, he knew no peace of mind
 Saying, "Go down, you murderer, go down, you murderer, go down"
 The governor came to his cell, the chaplain by his side
 Saying, "Your appeal has been turned down, prepare yourself to die"
 Saying, "Go down, you murderer, go down, you murderer, go down"
 They took Tim Evans to the place where the hangman did prepare
 They tied a rope around his neck with a knot behind his ear
 Saying, "Go down, you murderer, go down, you murderer, go down"
 A thousand lads were screaming and cursing at the doors
 Tim Evans didn't hear them, he was deaf forever more
 Saying, "Go down, you murderer, go down, you murderer, go down"
 They sent Tim Evans to the dock for a crime he didn't do
 It's Christy was the murderer, the judge and jury, too
 Saying, "Go down, you murderer, go down, you murderer, go down"
 Saying, "Go down, you murderer, go down, you murderer, go down
 You murderer go down"