I'll tell you a story about old me wise, how she was deluded by John Lewis's lies.
He told her to meet him at Adam's this spring, he promised her money and many fine things.
So fool like she met him at Adam's this spring, no money brought her home.

Neither her nor any fine things.
Go with me little old me and away we will go.
We'll go and get married and no one will know.
She climbed up behind him and away they did go.
But off she went.
To the river where the deep waters flow.
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John Lewis he concluded to tell.
Tell her he's mine.
John Lewis he concluded to leave her behind.
She threw her arms around him saying spare me my life.
And I'll go distracted and never be your wife.
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He threw her arms around him and into the water she fell.
Then he turned around and rode back to Adam's this hall.
He went asking for old me, they said she's not home.
She's gone to some neighbors been gone awful long.
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The jail was locked up in jail and was there to remain a while.
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My name it is John Lewis, this I can't deny.
I murdered little homie for that I'm gonna die.
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Everything was so fall 350 years two years ago.
I've been there being 코� Couldn't do nothing.


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I hit my head and the wind was blowing.
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A slice of my life got take.
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No justice in this world, you know
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This is burden.
just got away with it just like that we thought there was a particularly
unsatisfying ending to the story John Lewis just murders this girl and that's
it so we sent out our team of of their highly trained folk researchers and they
they were looking high and low for the end of the story along the blade of an
antique sword stick in the engraving that wasn't it and eventually they found
it in a drawer in my house
this smoke from battlefield drifted away
this carp road jail
deserted the fray
he ran from the bullets
evaded arrest
he told his companions
I must get my rest
he told his companions
I dream every night
the faces of men
I've dispatched in the fight
I've dispatched in the fight
their shades will approach me
as I lie so still
they offer their hand
but they wish me no ill
they're shaking their heads now
it's something they know
for there is another
who still haunts me so
their name was now
my own me
her life it was brief
she was plain she was homely
and destined for grief
she covered in riches believed in my prize
she fell to her end in the waters she lies
but no farewell kisses in the water she lies


and no dedicated graces no tender embrace
she was guilty of something beyond Everest
she entered the waters and down she'd flow
but they gathered her up and it troubles me
it's not the account of her pitiful death
it's not the account of her pitiful death

It's not her last fleeting or her final breath
But when I consider how she once beseeched me
Her face has no features, her tongue has no speech
So I'm here to tell you what Lewis did last
Ahead of the firing squad and trumpet blast
He broke through the glass through a lock of her hair
He dug up the grave but the coffin was there
Ahead of the firing squad and trumpet blast