My wife is gone and our baby is crying
Oh,lord, what shall I do ?
The fields lay fallow and
the hounds they lay dying
All my sorrows split open anew
Sweet Angeline, I never seen a vision the likes of you
But now you are gone and I must carry on
To avenge you with plots on the brew
She was taken away by old Simon Legree
Now my Angie is buried and the child that she carried
Remains with,shining with vigor
Why were you left behind when her body was consigned to a ditch drain
is more than I can figure
Now I've wailed my woes up and down the town
Not one good man will take him down
Though I sing his name nine times inside this song
I seen no reparations for his wrongs
So I studied up a plan to see him suffer
For the worst he done to me, I'd show him rougher
I hoped with him to parlay
I crept down to Legrees place
The moon looked wicked full and livid
The frost lay on the barley
The wind made 'me away so the stalks bid play a tune both bright and vivid
The wind slashed me cruel with claws like a ghoul
Till my cheeks burned hot and red
To the servants door I knew well from before
I prowled like a thief and slipped in
My jaw tight-clenched
My guts were soon wrenched
By the stench of his black den of sin
I pressed firm to the wall and soon found the hall had opened up to Legrees great chamber
The hearth lowly burned and my heart made a great turn
See,ol' Simon had come there to slumber
Then I trod without noise
Though I'd fumbled my poise
To a hatch in the floor of the room
I left the wrench to snore,in his chair
In his lair, and sank deeper into the gloom
I closed the trap above my head
And,being a good Christian, said a prayer to quell my fear
The match I held between my teeth
I struck against my stubbled cheek
The spark shot up and gradually
I saw where I had fell
The hole was like a charnel hell house
Except that some were living among those poor unhappy girls
Those seven desperate, starving women
Four of them were breathing still
One was pregnant, one was deaf
The other two so near to death
They hardly held the strength to move clear
A sickening smell right out of hell
Exploded In my skull
It was human filth, and tears and guilt
I saw that death was so close
I realized that hell ain't a place
but a mindless, gnawing fear
I knew then that hell's where Simon
Legree ought to dwell
So I said, right then and there
Sisters, there will be deliverance
Tonight, there will be retribution
The man who has done you violence
Will here taste christ's absolution
Now gather round, here's my solution :
I loosened their bonds and their gags
And till dawn gathered the things for a purpose
I was terribly pleased once the steps had been greased and found we had rope to surplus
Next ,I Tommy flask of roosters blood and my mask
For I knew my turn at last, with my turn to unmask the devil atlas
Then I asked my friends to paint my skin with a ruby taint
Then bark and bray like demons at their revels
Our howl's were like a breeze bourne plague
An ungodly din,to make the ceiling sag
Like someone cooking crickets in a funnel
I can proudly tell you,sir
It weren't long before something stirred
And the door flew up,and a head peered in the tunnel
"LISTEN up ,you bitchs!"
he roared " I need your yowling like grit in my eye!"
I noticed then he had eyes like mud
He went still for a spell and my heart gave an echoing thud
Then he hooted loud and slapped his thigh
"Master ",he said,
I said "yeah "?
He said, "mister devil "
I said ,"I like your style "
He grinned "I ain't seen you in quite a while
He shouted to his slaves for a barrel of wine
Then stepped on the gangway and chattered on in his head
For a long godawful minute I thought the ******* was dead
But before long he sat up and shook his porcine head
" I have a taste for mortal wine ",said I " My drink is for fine blood and burning turpentine "
"Now drop on your knees and prove that you are loyal
There's no rest for the wicked, and the slacker reaps no spoils"
I had him fetch a drum pitch instead
"Tie this rope around your ankle
Make sure it's your left" I instructed
"Can't say I understand", he instructed " It ain't yours to ponder.
Now rest your worry wits and do as I command you"!
And he did
" Now, will you kindly dangle from that aforesaid left ankle?"
And I saw his skin, and it was pale as a lady's powder
I strung him up like a side of pork
Then I approached the young lady with a brush dripping pitch
I'm real glad she me here
For the first time in so many years Simon Legree felt the clutch of fear
When I saw to it that his skin was as dark as his heart,I lit another match a d he reared up with a start
"Do you ever recall speaking these words: (I asked him)
"******* never bruise . They're skin already black enough. Their backs are lazy and their skin is tough. You can beat 'em all you want and they'd never show it"?
Simon Legree let out a low,ugly growl. He wriggled, and he whimpered and he shook. " Thats right?you can beat 'em all you want and they'd never show it"?
"Some fool said the meek'll inherit. Though you wouldn't know it."
Then I set him ablaze. And sent the sucker down to hell. His screams were like a symphony, if art could aspire to torture. The women licked their lips and flashed their eyes and the swelter of the beat down on me tell I felt just like a forger.
An ear- rending, soul-bending shriek went up and he went slack and still I bowed like a good blacksmith and tears wet my face. The spectacle was better than I'd hoped
And Simon Legree went down to the devil.
Down,Down, Down, Down.
With Simon Legree.
Did you ever hear about the bounds in the well of hell
Down to the devil.
You could say that Legrees is my life's great bane. But you know, it just wouldn't tear it. So pick yourself off that cold hard ground ,'cause some of us weren't made to grit and bear it!'
I hate him every bit you do.That back-breaking buzzard with eyes like a ferret!. If love will lead us blind and such. Known that I hate him yet as much. itch.My servants of help,will blacked you, she's a good faithful witch