Hiram Hubbard

Hiram Hubbard - Joe Hickerson

Come gather round me children

And a story I will tell

Come gather round me children

And a story I will tell

Concerning poor Hiram Hubbard

And how he came and fell

While traveling through

This country in sorrow and distress

While traveling through

This country in sorrow and distress

The rebels overhauled him

And in chains they bound him fast

They whopped him up the mountain

And they whopped him up the hill

They whopped him up the mountain

And they whopped him up the hill

To that place of execution

Where he begged to write his will

Farewell kind friends and neighbors

Likewise my wife and child

Farewell kind friends and neighbors

Likewise my wife and child

I never hurt nobody

But now I'm bound to die

Well they bound the chains

Around him and they tied him to a tree

They bound the chains

Around him and they tied him to a tree

Eleven balls went through

Him and then he sank away

Hiram Hubbard was not guilty

I've heard great many say

Hiram Hubbard was not guilty

I've heard great many say

He was not in this country

He was ninety miles away