Violet

Violet said she was angry
She said she was angry with me
She said she was coming round my house to murder me
She had a big knife
She wanted to stick it in me
I took out a baseball bat
Now it’s her that’s dead, not me
And the judge brings down his hammer
There’s a black hat on his head
They’re going to take me from here
And hang me 'till I’m dead
I’m sitting here on death-row
Hoping they might pardon me
Or they’re going to take me from here
And hang me on Tuesday
Hang me on Tuesday, they’re going to hang me on Tuesday
Hang me on Tuesday, they’re going to hang me on Tuesday
Hang me on Tuesday, they’re going to hang me on Tuesday
Violet’s mum, she found a note
And the note, the note it said
That violet was coming round my house
And she wanted me dead
Well this is my tragedy
It’s a tragedy for me
They found the note on Wednesday
And they hung me on Tuesday
So now I’m up in Heaven
The noose is still around my neck
That Violet Harrison was a right pain in the neck
They hung me on Tuesday
They hung me on Tuesday
They hung me on Tuesday
They hung me on Tuesday
They hung me on Tuesday
They hung me on Tuesday
They hung me on Tuesday