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Come follow, whither shall I follow thee?
Come follow, to the gallows tree.

Terror must have gripped your heart
When he promised you a lesson,
Brought you where crows shriek and start,
To the withered bough that bears me.

Come follow, whither shall I follow thee?
Come follow, to the gallows tree.

He said, 'If you steal or murder,
With villains you'll come to be.
With no one to hold your legs down.
No true love to set you free.'

So the law claimed my end
But what will leave you glassy eyed?
Slain at a war in the King's name?
Branded heretic by the Church?
Worked to your death by a lord?
You learn no justice as you stare,
Only a fear of whose noose will snare.

Come follow, whither shall I follow thee?
Come follow, to the gallows tree.

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