Lizzie Bordon took an axe gave her mother 40 wacks and when she saw what she had done gave her father 41...

Created by AssassinsAngel on Saturday, December 31, 2005

Elizabeth Bordon took an axe
And gave her Mother forty wacks
And when the job was nicely done
She gave her Father forty-one


Yesterday in old Fall River
Mr Andrew Borden died
And he got his daughter Lizzie
On a charge of homicide
Some folks say she didn't do it
And others say of course she did
But they all agree Miss Lizzie B
Was a problem kind of kid


'Cause you can't chop your Papa
up in Massachusetts
Not even if it's planned as a
surprise (a surprise)
No, you can't chop your Papa up
in Massachusetts
You know how neighbors love to
criticize


She got him on the sofa
Where he'd gone to take a snooze
And I hope he went to heaven
'Cause he wasn't wearing shoes
Lizzie kinda rearranged him
With a hatchet so they say
Then she got her Mother
In that same old-fashioned way


But you can't chop your Mama up
in Massachusetts
Not even if you're tired of her
cuisine (her cuisine)
No, you can't chop your Mama up
in Massachusetts
You know it's almost sure to
cause a scene


Well, they really kept her
hoppin'
On that busy afternoon
With both down and up-stairs
chopping
While she hummed a ragtime tune
They really made her hustle
And when all was said and done
She'd removed her Mother's bustle

When she wasn't wearing one


Oh, you can't chop your Mama up
in Massachusetts
And then blame all the damage on
the mice (on the mice)
No, you can't chop your Mama up
in Massachusetts
That kind of thing just isn't
very nice


Now, it wasn't done for pleasure
And it wasn't done for spite
And it wasn't done
Because the lady wasn't very
bright
She'd always done the slightest
thing
That Mom and Papa bid
They said, Lizzie, cut it out
So that's exactly what she did


But you can't chop your Papa up
in Massachusetts
And then get dressed and go out
for a walk (for a walk)
No, you can't chop your Papa up
in Massachusetts
Massachusetts is a far cry from
New York


No, you can't chop your Papa up
in Massachusetts
Shut the door and lock and latch it
Here comes Lizzie with a brand
new hatchet
Can't chop your papa up in
Massachusetts
Such a snob, I've heard it said
She met her Pa and cut him dead
You can't chop your Papa up in
Massachusetts
Jump like a fish, jump like a
porpoise
All join hands and habeas corpus
Can't chop your Papa up in
Massachusetts
Massachusetts is a far cry from
New York


Lizzie Borden
The Chad Mitchell Trio lyrics




The skulls of Lizzie's fater Andrew and Her step-mother Abby Borden.
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