Scaffold Row | Lucy Humphris

A spooky original song for you all this Halloween...be good, or you may find yourself on Scaffold Row...
Written, recorded & produced by Lucy Humphris
Banjo - Andy Yates
Filmed & edited by Lucy Humphris
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LYRICS:
On the hill there stands a gallows,
Dark against the sky,
Where young and old, both bright and bold
Are gathered here to die.
Sinners and saints and sorrows;
All hang in the air,
When faith or force can't stay the course
Of justice, foul or fair.
Oh, Scaffold Row, oh Scaffold Row,
The rope that creaks when the cold winds blow.
When the trees fall dead, we'll paint them red
To mark a life on Scaffold Row.
No-one but weeping widows
Come to watch them fall,
But through the cries that rent the skies,
They hear the children call...
Poems and rhymes and riddles
Fade into the trees,
But one remains that chills the veins,
And makes the heartbeat freeze:
Oh, Scaffold Row, oh Scaffold Row,
The rope that creaks when the cold winds blow.
When the trees fall dead, we'll paint them red
To mark a life on Scaffold Row.
Do you hear them bells a-ringing?
Can you hear them call your name?
If you hear the children singing,
Soon your neck won't be the same...
Scaffold Row, oh Scaffold Row,
The rope that creaks when the cold winds blow.
When the trees fall dead, we'll paint them red
To mark a life on Scaffold Row.
Scaffold Row, oh Scaffold Row,
The rope that creaks when the cold winds blow.
When the trees fall dead, we'll paint them red
To mark a life
Mark a life,
Mark your life...
On Scaffold Row.