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Lyrics:
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 ground And knocked that fair girl down
She fell down on her bended knees For mercy she did cry Oh Willy dear, don't kill me here I'm not prepared to die
She never spoke another word I only beat her more Until the ground around me Within her blood did flow
I took her by her golden curls I dragged her round and round Then threw her in the river That flows through Knoxville town
Go there, go there, you Knoxville girl With dark and roving eyes Go there, go there, you Knoxville girl You can never be my wife
I rolled and tumbled the whole night through My dreams were living hell And then they came from Knoxville And carried me to jail
I'm here to waste my life away And time is passing slow Because I killed that Knoxville girl The girl that I loved so
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