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Then, tho' the key of the church door
Was left with the Parson his brother,
It opened at the Sexton's touch—
Because he had another.
Was left with the Parson his brother,
It opened at the Sexton's touch—
Because he had another.
And in they go with that villain Joe
To fetch the body by night,
And all the church look'd dismally
By his dark lanthorn light.
To fetch the body by night,
And all the church look'd dismally
By his dark lanthorn light.
They laid the pick-axe to the stones
And they moved them soon asunder.
They shovell'd away the hard-prest clay
And came to the coffin under.
And they moved them soon asunder.
They shovell'd away the hard-prest clay
And came to the coffin under.
They burst the patent coffin first
And they cut thro' the lead,
And they laugh'd aloud when they saw the shroud
Because they had got at the dead.
And they cut thro' the lead,
And they laugh'd aloud when they saw the shroud
Because they had got at the dead.
