I'd love to carve my name on him she said,
And tie this rope around your head, she said
Hurry up, John (Hurry up, John)
Hurry up, John (Hurry up, John)
Then she rolled me up and said
I look very strange without a head
It was time I should be gone
But I was waiting for John to take me home
I've gone, too near, the edge,
You'll fall, she said
Hurry up, John (Hurry up, John)
Hurry up, John (Hurry up, John)
Then she rolled me up and said
I look very strange without a head
It was time I should be gone
But I was waiting for John to take me home
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