Collected by Parler and O'Bryant at Wild Cherry, Ark
Mr. Al Bittick Winkelman, Arizona September 3, 1958
Reel 360, Item 4
The Knoxville Girl
'Twas down around in Knoxville Town,
Not many years ago,
I fell in love with a Knoxville girl,
Her cheeks were fair as snow.
I asked her would she walk with me To view the land so bright,
We walked along, we talked along Till we came to level ground,
There I picked up a piece of wood And I knocked this fair girl down.
Down, down, upon her knees,
"Oh Willie," she did cry,
'Oh Willie, my dear, don t murder me here For I'm not prepared to die."
I paid no heed to her pleading But I beat her more and more,
Till all around upon the ground Lie in a bloody gore.
I matted my hands in her long, black locks, And I swung her round and round,
Then I tuck her down to the river And threw her in to drown.
I walked along to my mother's house,
Bout twelve o'clock that night,
My mother being worried,
She woke up in a terrible fright.
"My son, my son, what have you done To bloody your hands and clothes?"
The only answer I give her.
Was "bleeding at the nose.
About two weeks or later This Knoxville girl was found,
Floating down by the river That runs through Knoxville Town.
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Her parents swore my life away, And all the people say That I was the very young man That had taken their sister away.
Oh Lord, they're going to hang me, A death I hate to die,
Oh Lord, they're going to hang me Beneath this earth and sky.
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