John Hardy was a vicious little man
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he carried two guns every day
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He shot down a man on the West Virginia line
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I see John Hardy gettin' away, poor boy
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see John Hardy gettin' away
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John Hardy went up to that free stone bridge
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where there, he thought he was free
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a death to men, called nobody his own
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siad, "Johnny come and go with me" poor boy
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"Johnny come and go with me."
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John Hardy had a pretty little wife back home
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the dress that she wore was blue
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she come to the jailhouse with a loud shout
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said, "Johnny, I've been true to you", poor boy
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"Johnny, I've been true to you."
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she said,
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John Hardy sent out to the East Coast
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sent for his folks to come and go his bail
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but, there was no bail allowed for the murderin' man
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they sent John Hardy back to jail
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sent John Hardy back to jail
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Who's going to shoe your pretty little feet
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who's gonna glove your hand
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who's gonna kiss your rosy red cheek
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it's gonna be that steel drivin' man
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be that steel drivin' man
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she said,
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Now he's sittin' alone there in his cell
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tears rolling down his eyes
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he's been the death of many, a poor man
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now, he is ready to die, poor boy,
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now he is ready to die
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Sigin' "I've been to the east, I've been to the west"
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"I've seen this whole wide world around"
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"I've been to the river and I've been baptized"
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"Take me to my hanging in the ground"
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"Take me to my hanging in the ground"
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she said
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John Hardy
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The Gun Club |