Boyington's Oak

What have you gotten yourself into?

You've pissed everything you had away

And no one cared because the evidence was obvious

They shall not hear out the words you say

You you you you

Stabbed a man on Church Street to

Collect the debt that he will never pay

And as they take you to the gallows

These were the words that you proclaimed

May an oak tree sprout up from my heart

The roots will grow and spread and take its place

To prove to Heaven God and everything else above me

I swear I was innocent that day

Just outside those graveyard walls

That oak tree stands to this day

Nearly two-hundred years have passed since the execution

And I know he still haunts his shallow grave