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BELLA:
"Dearest Mother,
I've been arrested for a crime that I did not commit
Husband Donahue robbed a few banks
And yesterday, they put shackles on my wrists
"They beat me and called me a whore
They said we wouldn't get a chance to pillage anymore
We'll be hanging, hanging, hanging by noon
We'll be dead tomorrow afternoon"
SHERIFF:
"Bella and Donahue,
I will, hereby, set an example of you
People cannot think that they can just run amuck
Without being hanged by the toughest Sheriff
"I don't give a damn in this economy sucks
If you're poor and need to eat then, you're out of luck
You'll be hanging, hanging, hanging by noon
You'll be dead tomorrow afternoon"
BELLA:
"Mother pleas bid farewell to Harry and Maguire
Tell them that they'll both get burned if they play with fire
They'd be hanging, hanging, hanging by noon
They'd be dead tomorrow afternoon"
TOWN FOLK:
"They'll be hanging, hanging,
hanging by noon
They'll be dead tomorrow afternoon"
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