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It's a Along walk to the gallows
It's a Dsmall step to swing free
AThe crying in the tower
For my conDspirators and me
AGunpowder and modem
And a Ddream of liberty
And then they'll Etell you
Don't try this at Dhome
Oh yes, they'll Etell you
Don't try this at Dhome
If you Awalk on the beach with King Canute
You'll be Dwalking back alone
ToAnight he'll dine on oysters
While we Dfall like green acorns
We'll be Aputting down our roots
Right in the Dcentre of the storm
Oh, but they'll Etell you
Don't try this at Dhome
Oh yes, they'll Etell you
Don't try this at Dhome
The cry of Bmgulls, the hum of F#mstreets
The buzz of Bmphones, the march of F#mfeet
We'll meet toBmnight to draw up F#mplans
ExclaBmmations, amperF#msands Bm F#m D E
ASomewhere across the water
They're Dstorming palace gates
AScared of the moth-flame metaphor
We Dfall asleep and wait
ASinging for a future
But the DChorus comes too late
Because they'll Etell you
Don't try this at Dhome
Oh yes, they'll Etell you
Don't try this at Dhome
ADon't, don't, don't, don't, Ddon't, don't, don't, dont (repeats to end)
A Don't try this at Dhome (repeats to end)
A D Try this at home (repeats to end)
A D So we're coming to the
Alast dance D I've got another
Arequest D With your best foot
Aforward D We'll lay this ghost to
Arest (repeats to end) D
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