Tekst en muziek: Jan Vermeulen
(1969)
There’s only four hours left to death
No time to feel that I regret
I hate the man outside this door
Brings me my last meal and he says
“Enjoy your dinner, son, before
They come and get you, then you’ll hang”
I guess the hangman’s still asleep
The gallows wait, the cord is cheap
A preacher says: “Before it’s too late
I’ll save your soul, don’t let me wait
You know it’s nearly time to go”
But it’s so terrible to know