Wake up John, it's time to go Come along John and don't be slow

Come along John, don't be slow Wake up John, it's time to go

Wake up John, it's time to go

A priest joins the procession just to help me kneel

With a warder at my elbow and another at my heel

Marching in the morning down a path I've lately seen

I was sleeping in this garden, am I still within my dream?

The echo of my heartbeat is the beating of a drum

And all the earth is singing with life's sweet hum

We filed in solemn silence, shuffled through a door

The place where life is taken for the letter of the law

(Chorus)

Shake the holy water, summon up the guard

Dying's very easy, waiting's very hard

A rope was hanging from the roof, a sight which puzzles me

I thought a gibbet and a guard would make a gallows tree

But now all is revealed, stamped there is the command

My feet are on the trapdoor with a rope around my hand

And now the executioner is shaking hands with me