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Gallows Pole

Led Zeppelin
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La versione di Jean Ritchie, in molti dei dischi di questa ormai...
THE GALLIS POLE

[1930+]

Father, did you bring me the silver?
Faher, did you bring me the gold?
What did you bring me, dear father
Keep from the gallis pole?
Yeah, what did you?
Yeah, what did you?
What did you bring me – keep from the gallis pole?

In olden times years ago, when you put a man in prison behind the bars in jailhouse, if he had 15 or 25 or 30 dollars you'd save him from the gallis pole, cause they gon' hang 'im if he didn't bring 'em a little money (…)

Mother, did you bring me the silver?
Mother, did you bring me the gold?
What did you bring me, dear mother
Keep from the gallis pole?
Yeah, what did you?
Yeah, what did you?
What did you bring me – keep from the gallis pole?

Son, I've brought some silver
Son, I've brought some gold
Son, I've brought you everything
Keep you from the gallis pole
Yeah, I've brought it
Yeah, I've brought it
I've brought you – keep you from the gallis pole

Wife, did you bring me the silver?
Wife, did you bring me the gold?
What did you bring me, dear wife
Keep from the gallis pole?
Yeah, what did you?
Yeah, what did you?
What did you bring me – keep from the gallis pole?

Friend, did you bring me the silver?
Friend, did you bring me the gold?
What did you bring me, dear friend
Keep from the gallis pole?
Yeah, what did you?
Yeah, what did you?
What did you bring me – keep from the gallis pole?


THE HANGMAN SONG

Hangman, hangman, slack up your rope
Slack it for awhile
I look over yonder and I seen Pa coming
Coming for many a mile.

Say Pa, say Pa, have you brung me no gold,
Gold to pay my fine?
No sir, no sir, brung you no gold,
Gold to pay your fine,
I've just come for to see you hanged
All on the gallows line.

Hangman, hangman, slack up your rope
Slack it for awhile
I look over yonder and I see Ma coming
Coming for many a mile.

Say Ma, say Ma, have you brung me no gold,
Gold to pay my fine?
No sir, no sir, brung you no gold,
Gold to pay your fine,
I've just come for to see you hanged
All on the gallows line.

Hangman, hangman, slack up your rope
Slack it for awhile
I look over yonder, seen my true love coming
Coming for many a mile.

True love, I stretch my hand to thee
No other help I know;
If you withdraw your hand from me
O whither shall I go?

True love, true love, have you brung me no gold,
Gold to pay my fine?
Yes sir, yes sir, brung you some gold,
Gold to pay your fine,
I've not come for to see you hanged
All on the gallows line.

It's hard to love, hard to be loved,
Hard to make up your mind;
You've broke the heart of many poor girl
True love, but you won't break mine.


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