Where The Old Oak Grows

Hangman, put that rope away
 Will you give me till the break of day?
 Heaven help me for the fate I chose
 Down where the old oak grows
 Mama met me at the door that night
 She said, "There's blood on your hands and your face is all white"
 "Don't ask me, Mama - nobody knows
 What went down where the old oak grows"
 Where the old oak grows at the bend in the river
 One dark night there was a breach of trust (tale of lust)
 Mama, don't weep for me
 It's an eye for an eye and dust to dust
 See those people, they are gathered around
 There's a man lyin' dead on the ground
 "Where'd they find him?" "You don't want to know"
 "Tell me - not down where the old oak grows"
 Well, he held me down and he had his way
 He said there'd be no wedding day
 In a flash of anger I pulled my knife
 God forgive me, I took his life
 Hear the wagon wheels rollin' at dawn
 Six white horses come to carry me on
 Say a little prayer for the fate I chose
 And bury me down where the old oak grows