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They're always stealing off the land
The Earl has to take his final stand
Build a device to catch them all
I don't give a damn if they say they're poor
If you get caught there's no going back
It's a man trap
The jaws of his baby tightly snap
It's a man trap
He's old and wicked and he hates the world
He's wicked as sin, his mind is gnarled
He's got plenty but he doesn't care
And to ask for help they wouldn't dare
A wall heath man with his wife to keep
Did his duty and stole a sheep
Refused to grovel, he refused to beg
Stepped on the trigger and lost his leg
Deported abroad and is long since dead
The gamekeeper's found without his head
His body was torn like tissue paper
A hidden peg leg found years later
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