Louis Collins

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Ms Collins weep, Ms Collins moan
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What made her son Louis leave his 
home?
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Angels laid him away


CHORUS:
Angels laid him away
Laid him six feet under the clay
Angels laid him away


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Oh kind friends, now ain't it hard
To see poor Louis in a new grave 
yard
Angels laid him away

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Bob shot one and Louis shot two
Shot poor Collins, shot him through 
and through
Angels laid him away

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When they heard that Louis was dead
All the women folks they dressed in 
red
Angels laid him away

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Oh kind friends, now ain't it hard
To see poor Louis in a new grave 
yard
Angels laid him away

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Mrs Collins weep, Mrs Collins moan
What made her son Louis leave his 
home?
Angels laid him away