Providence saves the man,

And brings the one who can,

Prove his innocence,

And end that nonsense,

Mr. D- was woken up,

Through calling non-stop,

"The boatman is to wait,

Get up, don't be late,"

"Exeter" was the word,

That in his mind resounded,

That's how he figured out,

Wherever he was bound,

In Exeter, he was sorry,

He felt blame and worry,

He went to have breakfast,

Before leaving and going fast,

The waiter was late when ordered,

As the hotel was croweded,

People came to attend the cases,

And see what destiny the prisoner faces,

Mr. D- got interested,

The law court he attended,

He was full of amazement,

When he heard the prisoner's statement,

He was the one intended,

On whom the prisoner depended,

Though he couldn't find,

His fate was accepted in the mind,

Mr. D- gave his witness,

And showed the judge his evidence,

At the time of murder,

There's nothing to wonder,

He was there with the man,

The witnesses'd mistaken the man,

The prisoner was set free,

That was the final decree.