You see this man, this tired man
He's a liar and scoundrel to the core.
(Edward)
You see this boy, ungrateful boy
Knocking on some long forgotten door.
(Will)
Now I know, I know there's something he's been hiding,
something that his pride will not reveal.
(Edward)
He wastes his time accusing me.
What exactly does this fellow feel?
(Will)
I feel like there's gonna be a hanging tonight!
There's gonna be a hanging tonight!
There's gonna be, we're soon to see, a hell of a fight.
There's gonna be a hanging tonight!
There's gonna be a hanging tonight!
(That's right! Yes, there's gonna be a hanging tonight!)
You see this folder in my hand, you know exactly what it is.
(Edward)
(Will)
Who will be the first to tell us?
(Edward)
Tell all you want, but you will never understand.
(So what comes next? Abide the law? Begin a trial, a trial, a trial!)
(Edward)
Friends, life is a trial!
(Will)
Now you claim...
(Edward)
Son, you can't go back to what you were.
You're life won't rerun.
And you can't undo the things that you'd prefer be undone.
You can never change the past, though it may haunt every breath.
You can drown but be reborn, if you're not frightened of death.
(Ooh!)
You're so sure that I'm a rotten father, absent and lame.
Never interested staying home or homecoming game.
Maybe you're the one imperfect, son who overreacts.
Better check with all your sources before twisting the facts!
(Will)
So by no mean did you visit Ashton?
(Edward)
Back in my youth.
(Can you please explain precisely why you're hiding the truth?)
I'm not hiding the truth.
(Will)
Your honor! I would like to submit one more major piece of evidence.
(And then you'll acquit!)
Would you kindly tell the jury what you hold in your hand?
(Edward)
Says right here that it's a deed.
(To What?)
A house.
(Will)
Tell me where.
(Edward)
Really son, I don't know you think you're trying to prove.
(Where's the house?)
It says in Ashton!
(Will)
And that's...
(Edward)
Gimme that!
(Will)
somewhere that you've...
(Edward)
(Will)
never been to since your boyhood, but this deed spells it out.
There is someone living in this house.
(Edward)
Now what's this about?
(Will)
You insist you've never been there.
(Edward)
Well that might be the case.
(Will)
And you're lying!
(Edward)
That's enough!
(Will)
You're lying right to my face!
Who is Jenny Hill?
(Edward)
Oh come on, Doc. How long have you and me been friends, huh?
(Take him Away!)
Oh come on Doc...!
(Jury and Will)
Now there's gonna be a hanging tonight!
There's gonna be a hanging tonight!
There's gotta be a sturdy tree and in the moonlight.
There's gonna be a hanging!
There's gonna be a hanging!
There's gonna be a hanging!
There's gonna be a hanging!
There's gonna be
A hanging, a hanging, a hanging, a hanging.
A hanging!
A hanging!
A hanging!

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