Now when the bricks had fallen from the barrel to the floor

I then outweighed the barrel and I started down once more

I clung on tightly to the rope, and sped toward the ground --

And landed on the broken bricks a-lying all around.

I lay there groaning on the ground and thought I'd passed the worst

When the barrel hit the pulley wheel, and then the bottom burst

A shower of bricks came down on me, 'twas then I gave up hope

And lying there upon the ground, I let go the bloody rope.

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