Testo Knoxville Girl

I met a little girl in Knoxville a town we all know well and every Sunday evening out in her home I'd dwell we went to take an evening walk about a mile from town I picked a stick up off the grownd and beat that fair girl down she fell down on her bended knee for mercy she did cry Oh Willy dear don't kill me I'm unprepared to die she never spoke another word I only beat her more untill the ground around us with all her blood did pour I took her by her golden curls and drug her 'round and 'round throwing her into the river that flows through Knoxville town go down go down you Knoxville girl with the dark and rolling eye go down go down you can never be my bride I headed back to Knoxville got there about midnight my mother she was worried and woke up in a fright saying dear son what have you done to bloody your clothes so I told my anxious mother I was bleeding out my nose I called for a candle to light myself to bed I called for me a hankerchief to bind my aching head rolled and tumbled the whole night through as troubles was for me like flames of hell around my bed and in my eyes could see they carried me down to Knoxville and they put me in a cell my friends all tried to get me out but none could go my bail I'm here to watse my life away down in this dirty old jail because I murdered that Knoxville girl the girl I loved so well