The Tale of Solomon Snell Songtext
von Duncan Sheik

Listen, if you will
I have a tale to tell
Of an unfortunate man
The name of Solomon Snell
And the philosophy
He should have embraced
That says no matter what you do
You′ll never be safe

Ring the bell, ring the bell
For Solomon Snell
Too much trust
Is the road to hell


Rightfully nervous
He took every precaution
He paid three armed men
To drive him to Boston
But wouldn't you know it
He was broke on arrival
His own men robbed him
And took off in style

So he wanted to marry
A girl who was true
And on the basis of her name
He wed Fidelity Prue
She had a handsome cousin
She would visit in Charlotte
Well, she said he was her cousin
The brazen harlot

Ring the bell, ring the bell
For Solomon Snell
He played it safe
But it didn′t end well
Ring the bell, ring the bell
For Solomon Snell
Too much trust
Is the road to hell


He caught yellow fever
Down Charleston way
Before you knew it
They were digging his grave
But he was most terrified
Of being buried alive
And so to his finger
A bell was tied

You see, Snell had arranged
For a man to be paid
To listen for the bell
When he was buried in his grave
But the man got drunk
And when the bell did sound
Solomon lived
But he stayed in the ground
No one heard a sound

Ring the bell, ring the bell
For Solomon Snell
Too much trust
Is the road to hell
Ring the bell, ring the bell
For Solomon Snell
Play it safe
Or it won't end well

You can play it safe
But it won't end well
You can play it safe
But it won′t end well