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Behold a sad and wretched man on Springfield gallows high,
A murder I did on Chadwell Heath and for the same I die,
It was there I killed Amelia Blunt, she would not lie with me,
My life a forfeit I must pay alas on Springfield's tree,

She once lived with me as my wife but I ill-used her so,
She told me she would never live with me forever more,
Then I resolved to murder her, went with a knife in hand
And killed her so she should not be with any other man,

On Chadwell Heath I did kill her, left her in her own gore,
On the 24th day of September, 18 hundred and 64

On Chadwell Heath near Romford, where they were respected well,
She was short to be married to James Warren who did dwell,
But Warne was filled with jealousy and vowed he'd take her life,
He determined was she should not be on earth another man's wife,

Poor old Warren went to get his beer, and while that he was gone,
The murderer went unto the house where this sad deed was done,
And were he killed Amelia Blunt, no help or aid was nigh,
And on the gallows Francis Warne a murderer must die,

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Helen Rupp-Henshaw Leeds, UK

Helen Rupp is a prolific Singer-Songwriter, Multi-Instrumentalist and Young Composer from Leicester.

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