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Hanging Johnny
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Pay Me
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Please Don't Take Me Down
Privy Wind
Pump Shanty, The
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Hanging Johnny (Traditional)
Song History (click for popup)
Oh, they call me Hanging Johnny.
Away, boys, away.
'Cause hanging is so funny.
So hang, boys, hang.
Oh, I'd like to hang the Captain.
Away, boys, away.
So, I'll have to use the capstan.
So hang, boys, hang.
I'd like to hang the jester.
Away, boys, away.
Just to watch him fester.
So hang, boys, hang.
Oh, I'd like to hang a lady.
Away, boys, away.
It'd make it nice and shady.
So hang, boys, hang.
I'd like to hang the Corpsman.
Away, boys, away.
Because he makes us sore men.
So hang, boys, hang.
They call me Hanging Johnny.
Away, boys, away.
But I never hanged nobody.
So hang, boys, hang.
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