“He always walked with sinners”
          They lie
“He never walked with saints”
    Ever turning to the sky
His righteousness not faint
    He had but one sin to his name
And one it had remained
    His sin of love for a sailor man
Though they saw it just the same
And with that sin they trialed him
     With murders and thieves
With no relief from sturdy gin
     But the restraint of iron keys