The Halliard - Sad Lamentation Of John Kington lyrics

Good people all I pray attend to what I now relate Condemned in Warwick to await my sad untimely fate For a cruel crime that I have done I am condemned to die A d**h of shame and public scorn upon the gallows high Upon dread Warwick scaffold high John Kington is condemned to die On the twelth day of November I met my lawful wife Persuaded her to walk with me and then I took her life With a knife I did conceal as you shall quickly hear I cut and mangled her full sore and murdered my own dear Upon dread Warwick scaffold high John Kington is condemned to die A murder of the blackest dye does stain thy guilty name My friends and dear relations I brought to grief and shame God bless my little infant that I have left behind He cannot help what I have done to him be good and kind Upon dread Warwick scaffold high John Kington is condemned to die In Coventry I was brought up but now my gla** is run How bitterly I now repent the deed that I have done The victim of my cruelty placed confidence in me And well I do deserve to die upon the gallows tree Upon dread Warwick scaffold high John Kington is condemned to die The few short days I have to live they soon will pa** away May she in heaven mercy find who life I took away From drinking and bad company young men I pray refrain And be advised by one who now must die a d**h of shame Upon dread Warwick scaffold high John Kington is condemned to die