Among the soldiers

Among the soldiers

the Gypsy boy went

and ran away with the money;

tomorrow he must hang.

They dragged me from the dungeon,

set me on a mule,

and whipped my shoulders

until they flowed with blood onto the road.

They dragged me from the dungeon,

pushed me forward out into the world;

I quickly grabbed my gun,

and fired at them the first shot.