Vic Chesnutt - One of Many lyrics
[Vic Chesnutt - One of Many lyrics]
You're only one of many
Of small account if any
You think about yourself too much
This touched the child with the quick touch
And worked his mind to such a pitch
He threw his fellows in a ditch
This little child who was so
Mild is grown too wild
"murder in the first degree, " cried old fury
Recording the verdict of the jury
Now we come to the execution tree
The gallows stand wide on me
"Christ died for sinners
" explained the prison chaplain
From his miscellany weeping bitterly
The little child cried, " I die one of many"
Of small account if any
You think about yourself too much
This touched the child with the quick touch
And worked his mind to such a pitch
He threw his fellows in a ditch
This little child who was so
Mild is grown too wild
"murder in the first degree, " cried old fury
Recording the verdict of the jury
Now we come to the execution tree
The gallows stand wide on me
"Christ died for sinners
" explained the prison chaplain
From his miscellany weeping bitterly
The little child cried, " I die one of many"