Аккорды Mac Wiseman - Knoxville Girl

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I met a little girl in Knoxville a town we all know well
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And every Sunday evening out in her home I dwelled
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I took her for an evening walk a bout a mile from town
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I picked a stick up off the ground and knocked that fair girl down

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She fell down on her bended knees for mercy she did cry
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"Oh Willy dear don?t kill me here I?m unprepared to die"
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She never spoke another word, I only beat her more
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Until the ground around her with it her blood did flow

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I took her by her golden curls and swung her round and round
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I threw her in the river that flows through Knoxville town
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Go there go there you Knoxville girl with the dark and roving eyes
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Go there go there you Knoxville girl you can never be my bride

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I started back to Knoxville got there about mid night
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My mother dear was worried and woke up in a fright
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She said oh son what have you done to bloody you clothes so
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I told my ancient mother I?d been bleeding at my nose

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I called for me a candle to light myself to bed
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I called for me a hankerchief to bind my aching head
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I rolled and tumbled the whole night through, not a wink that night did sleep
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While the flames of hell around my bed with- in my eyes could see

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They took me down to Knoxville they locked me in the cell
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My friends all tried to get me out but none could go my bail
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So now I?m wasting my life away down in this dirty old jail
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Because I murdered that Knoxville girl the girl I loved so well	
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