 Part ix lyrics ( Fairport convention )   
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Artist : Fairport convention
Song : Part ix
The time is near for things to pass, the time for
me to leave
But as I lie hear all alone, I really can't
believe
That twenty years I've spent on earth would end
in so much grief
That the many friendly faces should now stare
hatefully
A letter home to mother and a letter home to dad
Another to my sweetheart, for whom I feel so sad
A lock of hair to cling to is all that will
remain
And the grave inside this prison yard, a stone
that bears no name
My trials and tribulations are nearly now all
gone
A murderer I never was and my spirit will live on
Jesus, help me in this troubled time, this hour
of trouble deep
Help me find my peace of mind, help me Lord, to
sleep
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