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    "Sam Hall"genre: Folk Rock
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    An Irish traditional (with English roots) about a robber who was hanged for his crimes.
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    Credits: (c) Tale 2002. Traditional, arranged by Theo Niessink. Acoustic guitar, bass guitar, drum computer, keyboards (organ), vocals - Theo Niessink; acoustic guitar (Ovasion clone), electric guitars - Hugo van Waard.

    Story Behind the Song
    I picked up this song from a recording by The Dubliners.

    The picture used here is of Rainey Bethea, who was hanged on August 14, 1936. This was the last public execution in America.

    "The death penalty is the ultimate cruel, inhuman and degrading punishment. It violates the right to life. It is irrevocable and can be inflicted on the innocent. It has never been shown to deter crime more effectively than other punishments." - Amnesty International, http://www.amnesty.org/deathpenalty

    Lyrics
    SAM HALL

    Oh, my name it is Sam Hall, chimney sweep, chimney sweep
    Oh, my name it is Sam Hall, chimney sweep
    Well, my name it is Sam Hall and I've robbed both great and small
    And my neck will pay for all when I die, when I die
    And my neck will pay for all when I die

    I have twenty pounds in store, that's not all, that's not all
    I have twenty pounds in store, that's not all
    I have twenty pounds in store and I'll rob me a twenty more
    For the rich must help the poor, so must I, so must I
    For the rich must help the poor, so must I

    Then they took me to Cootehill in a cart, in a cart
    Then they took me to Cootehill in a cart
    Well, they took me to Cootehill where I stopped to make my will
    Saying the best of friends must part, so must I, so must I
    Oh, the best of friends must part, so must I

    Up the ladder I did grope, that's no joke, that's no joke
    Up the ladder I did grope, that's no joke
    Up the ladder I did grope, when the hangman pulled the rope
    Oh, and ne'er a word I spoke, tumbling down, tumbling down
    Oh, and ne'er a word I spoke tumbling down

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