III Hangings from Starlite Motel by Sharpen the Quills

Jimmy Doyle came over on a boat
With nothing but the clothes on his back
and his daddy's overcoat
Some would say that Jimmy liked people well
But when you looked into his eyes you never could tell
But Jimmy liked his women and his knives
And when he cut up those four ladies, those four ladies died

Here he comes, Judge Roy Bean
Come to pass sentence upon Jimmy
Judge he says, What do you gotta say
Jimmy says, No Judge just go ahead and do your thing
Judge he says, I'm gonna hang you by the neck
And hell's gonna have another resident

Trapdoor breaks
Body falls
Vertebrae snaps
That is all

Arthur West owned a tailor shop on the southside of town
Worked long hours and never was around
Arthur caught wind that his wife was messing around
With his best friend in a motel on the South side of town
Well, Arthur got his gun and put it to her head
Emptied both chambers and now she is dead

Here he comes, Judge Roy Bean
Come to pass sentence upon Artie
Judge he says, What do you gotta say
Artie says, No Judge I put her in her grave
Judge he says, I'm gonna hang you by the neck
And hell's gonna have another resident

Trapdoor breaks
Body falls
Vertebrae snaps
That is all

Her name was Carmen, but she called herself Grace
Not much to look at, but she had a pretty face
Well, Gracie liked to go out and have a good time
Throwing all this money around on other men's dimes
Gracie had a secret that she liked her poison too
No telling how many died back in 1892

Here he comes, Judge Roy Bean
Come to pass sentence upon Gracie
Judge he says, What do you gotta say
Gracie says, Not much Judge, not much today
Judge he says, I'm gonna hang you by the neck
And hell's gonna have another resident

Trapdoor breaks
Body falls
Vertebrae snaps
That is all

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