Oh your northern soul
So filthy and so corrupt
The noose wrapped so tight around the throat
And those sweaty palms
That lay upon the corpse like a call to arms
That lay upon the corpse like a call to arms
A call to arms, a call to arms, a call to arms
Albert shows no reprieve
Albert shows no reprieve
Albert shows no reprieve
Albert shows no reprieve
And her pretty eyes, dangerous and deluded led to his demise
And or each man and woman hung
The last hangman's morality sung
Like I say for each man and woman hung
The last hangman's morality sung
For each man and woman hung
The last hangman's morality sung
Take them to the stocks
And leave them to rot
And take them to the stocks
And leave them to rot
And take them to the stocks
And leave them to rot, to rot, to rot
Help the poor struggler's last orders ring
Pierrepoint's code of what's right and what's wrong
They clash and they cling
And here sails the ship of the hangman's legacy
Just north of the port of moral reclamation
Albert Pierrepoint's desired destination
And take them to the stocks
And leave them to rot
And take them to the stocks
And leave them to rot
And take them to the stocks
And leave them to rot, to rot, to rot
Albert shows no reprieve
Albert shows no reprieve
Albert shows no reprieve
Albert shows no reprieve
And or each man and woman hung
The last hangman's morality sung