| Lyrics: | Wake up John, it's time to go Come along John and don't be slow
Come along John,
don't be slow Wake up John, it's time to go
Wake up John, it's time to go
A
priest joins the procession just to help me kneel
With a warder at my elbow and another at my
heel
Marching in the morning down a path I've lately seen
I was sleeping in this garden, am
I still within my dream?
The echo of my heartbeat is the beating of a drum
And all the earth
is singing with life's sweet hum
We filed in solemn silence, shuffled through a door
The
place where life is taken for the letter of the law
(Chorus)
Shake the holy water, summon up
the guard
Dying's very easy, waiting's very hard
A rope was hanging from the roof, a sight
which puzzles me
I thought a gibbet and a guard would make a gallows tree
But now all is
revealed, stamped there is the command
My feet are on the trapdoor with a rope around my
hand
And now the executioner is shaking hands with me |
