December rushed in with the snow The prisoner was dragged to the rope John Brown, John Brown Lay your body down
The noose swayed just like a child’s swing Fitting his neck so perfectly John Brown, John Brown Lay your body down
Speak with your iron fist Speak with your heart’s last wish Shackle your fear Freedom is near
Your eloquent mouth may speak the truth But hate only feels the heel of your boot John Brown, John Brown Lay your body down
Rage til your anger burns Til the harsh lesson’s been learned
A man’s skin is not his soul The spirit is worth its weight in gold John Brown, John Brown Lay your body down
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