D D7 G D I met a little girl in Knoxville a town we all know wellE A And every Sunday evening out in her home I dwelledD D7 G D I took her for an evening walk a bout a mile from townA D I picked a stick up off the ground and knocked that fair girl downD7 G D She fell down on her bended knees for mercy she did cryE A "Oh Willy dear don?t kill me here I?m unprepared to die"D D7 G D She never spoke another word, I only beat her moreA D Until the ground around her with it her blood did flowContinúa después del anuncioD7 G D I took her by her golden curls and swung her round and roundE A I threw her in the river that flows through Knoxville townD D7 G D Go there go there you Knoxville girl with the dark and roving eyesA D Go there go there you Knoxville girl you can never be my brideD7 G D I started back to Knoxville got there about mid nightE A My mother dear was worried and woke up in a frightD D7 G D She said oh son what have you done to bloody you clothes soA D I told my ancient mother I?d been bleeding at my noseD7 G D I called for me a candle to light myself to bedE A I called for me a hankerchief to bind my aching headD D7 G D I rolled and tumbled the whole night through, not a wink that night did sleepA D While the flames of hell around my bed with- in my eyes could seeD7 G D They took me down to Knoxville they locked me in the cellE A My friends all tried to get me out but none could go my bailD D7 G D So now I?m wasting my life away down in this dirty old jailA D Because I murdered that Knoxville girl the girl I loved so well
Knoxville Girl
Mac Wiseman
- A
- D
- D7
- E
- G
Continúa después del anuncio
Tono: