Judge, Jury, & Executioner

I just seen something I would like to forget
And that means a lot from me you’ve gotta admit
Now I was walking near the West Bluff to deliver the post
And, oh help us Father, Son, and Holy Ghost
Abram Stone!
What has he done with his poor family now?
His wife and kids lay dead and bloodied the ground
He was digging two new holes in the earth
And I can tell you neither one was for her
His axe her body cleft
In his well, you’ll find what’s left
Grave indeed, these tidings that you bare
Swift we must be in making sure this debt is paid
If what you’re telling us is the honest truth
Then it’s quite clear to me what we’ve got to do now
Assemble all ye men who claim to strive for what’s right
We’re gonna have ourselves a lynching tonight
Fetch your rope
Tie him up
Make him pay for his sins
Hoist him high
Make him see what he’s done
Let him hang
We thirst for justice now
Abram Stone
We’re coming to burn you out