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AMERICAN BALLADS AND SONGS
And likewise pay attention
To these few lines from me.
For the murder of James A. Garfield
I am condemned to die,
On the thirtieth day of June
Upon the scaffold high.
My name is Charles Guiteau, My name I'll ne'er deny. I leave my aged parents In sorrow for to die. But little did they think, While in my youthful bloom, I'd be taken to the scaffold To meet my earthly doom.
'Twas down at the station I tried to make my escape, But Providence being against me There proved to be no show. They took me off to prison While in my youthful bloom To be taken to the scaffold To meet my earthly doom.
I tried to be insane But I found it ne'er would do, The people were all against me, To escape there was no clue. Judge Cox, he read my sentence, |
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