Part vii lyrics

Artist  : Fairport convention 
Song : Part vii
 
"Lee," the sargeant said to me, "acting on my
discretion
It is my solemn duty to arrest you on suspicion"
They put me in a carriage, I was driven many
miles
They locked me in a prison cell to await my trial
John 'Babbacombe' Lee
John 'Babbacombe' Lee
The man who'd defend me was ill and couldn't come
His brother came to lend me help and ?a dupe? I
was undone
"Do just what you want with me, I don't have a
choice
You'd do as well without me as I'm not allowed to
use my voice"
The judge sits high and mighty and he asks me who
I am
The robes he wears impress me but he looks a
kindly man
"To all who've come to see me, for those that'd
prove me guilty
May the joker hear your call and show you all
more mercy"
John 'Babbacombe' Lee
John 'Babbacombe' Lee
John 'Babbacombe' Lee
John 'Babbacombe' Lee
The trial was quickly over and my head was full
of pain
I was slowly going crazy with the same story over
again
I was tired and aching, I was standing half
asleep
All I wanted was to take the weight from off my
feet
John 'Babbacombe' Lee
John 'Babbacombe' Lee
The jury filed in slowly while we waited their
command
"Courage, John, you're helpless and you are in
heaven's hand"
John Lee's not scared of dying, there's a smile
in all you'll find
Cradled in a deep sleep with a perfect peace of
mind
I cannot blame the jury, on the evidence they
heard
It seemed that I was guilty, hanged by too many
words
I ?spied a couple of? people so I told them what
it meant
I trust the Lord in heaven and he knows I'm
innocent
John 'Babbacombe' Lee
John 'Babbacombe' Lee