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John Hardy oh he was a deperate little man |
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Carried a gun everyday |
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Well he shot down a man on a |
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West Virginia line |
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And they seen |
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John Hardy gettin' away, poor ole boy, |
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Seen John |
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Hardy gettin' away |
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But they cornered |
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John Hardy on a tombstone bridge |
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Thought that he was free |
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But a deputy sheriff came and caught him by the arm |
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He said, Johnny come and go with me, poor ole boy, |
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Come and go with me |
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John Hardy had a mother and a father too |
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Tryin to go his bail |
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But there was no bail out for the mother and man |
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They put ole |
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John Hardy back in jail, poor ole boy, |
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Throw John |
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Hardy back in jail |
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John Hardy had a pretty little wife |
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The dress that she wore was blue |
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She ran through the jailhouse, she fell down on her knees |
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She said Johnny |
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I been true to you, yes |
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I have, Johnny |
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I been true to you |
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John Hardy he stood inside his cell |
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The tears rollin from his eyes |
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I've been the death of many an honest man |
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Now I am going to die alone, now |
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I am goin to die |
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Well I've been to the east, and |
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I've been to the west |
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I've been this whole wide world round |
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I've been to the north, and |
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I've been way down south |
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Now take me to my hangman's ground, |
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Take me to my hangman's ground |