Fairport Convention Part Vii
"Lee," the sargeant said to me, "acting on my discretion It is my solemn duty to arrest you on suspicion" They put me in a carriage, I was driven many miles They locked me in a prison cell to await my trial John 'Babbacombe' Lee John 'Babbacombe' Lee The man who'd defend me was ill and couldn't come His brother came to lend me help and ?a dupe? I was undone "Do just what you want with me, I don't have a choice You'd do as well without me as I'm not allowed to use my voice" The judge sits high and mighty and he asks me who I am The robes he wears impress me but he looks a kindly man "To all who've come to see me, for those that'd prove me guilty May the joker hear your call and show you all more mercy" John 'Babbacombe' Lee John 'Babbacombe' Lee John 'Babbacombe' Lee John 'Babbacombe' Lee The trial was quickly over and my head was full of pain I was slowly going crazy with the same story over again I was tired and aching, I was standing half asleep All I wanted was to take the weight from off my feet John 'Babbacombe' Lee John 'Babbacombe' Lee The jury filed in slowly while we waited their command "Courage, John, you're helpless and you are in heaven's hand" John Lee's not scared of dying, there's a smile in all you'll find Cradled in a deep sleep with a perfect peace of mind I cannot blame the jury, on the evidence they heard It seemed that I was guilty, hanged by too many words I ?spied a couple of? people so I told them what it meant I trust the Lord in heaven and he knows I'm innocent John 'Babbacombe' Lee John 'Babbacombe' Lee
