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A"Oh, help me in my weakness," I heard the driDfter sAay, As they Acarried him from the courtroom And were taking hiDm aAway. &quoAt;My trip hasn't been a pleasant one And my time it isDn't Along, And AI still do not know What it was that I'Dve done Awrong."
Well, Athe judge, he cast his robe aside, A tear came to Dhis eAye, "A;You fail to understand," he said, "Why must yDou eAven try?" OutAside, the crowd was stirring, You could hear it frDom the Adoor. InsAide, the judge was stepping down, While the jury criDed for mAore.
"A;Oh, stop that cursed jury," Cried the attendant aDnd the nuArse, "A;The trial was bad enough, But this is teDn times Aworse." Just Athen a bolt of lightning Struck the courthouse ouDt of Ashape, And wAhile ev'rybody knelt to pray The drifter diDd escAape.