Tim Evans pleaded innocent
And he swore by Him on high,
That he never killed his own dear wife
Nor caused his child to die.
Sayin', ""Go down, you murderer,
They moved him out of C-block
To To his final flowery dell,
And day and night two screws
And they nev er left his cell.
Sayin', ""Go down, you murderer,
Tim Evans walked in the prison yard
And the screws, they walked behind
And he saw the sky above the wall
But he knew no peace of mind.
Sayin', ""Go down, you murderer,
They came for him at eight
And the chaplain read a prayer
And then they marched him
Where the hangman did prepare.
Sayin', ""Go down, you murderer,
The rope was fixed around his neck
And a washer behind his ear.
The prison bell was tolling
But Tim Evans did not hear.
Sayin', ""Go down, you murderer,
A thousand lags were cursing
And a-banging on on the doors
But Evans couldn't hear them,
He was deaf for ever more.
Sayin', ""Go down, you murderer,
