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That night at the theatre,
An impersonator died.
Mr Booth was tried,
I just kept the truth inside.

And in the courtroom
The judge will not catch wind of this
Up there on the stand
I'll plead the fifth.
That night at the theatre,   An impersonator died.   Mr Booth was tried,   I just kept the truth inside.      And in the courtroom    The judge will not catch wind of this   Up there on the stand    I'll plead the fifth.