Poor Ellen Smith Robert Earl Keen
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[Verse 1]
Poor Ellen Smith how she was found
Shot through the heart lying cold on the ground
Her clothers were all scattered and thrown on the ground
And blood marks the spot where poor Ellen was found
They picked up their rifles and hunted me down
And found me a loafing in Mount Airy town
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[Verse 2]
I've been in this prison for many long years
Each night I see Ellen through my bitter tears
As she laid dying I'll be free
I heard her crying lord have mercy on me
Tomorrow they'll hand me I'll go to my death
There goes the story of poor Ellen Smith
Poor Ellen Smith how she was found
Shot through the heart lying cold on the ground
Poor Ellen Smith how she was found
Shot through the heart lying cold on the ground
Her clothers were all scattered and thrown on the ground
And blood marks the spot where poor Ellen was found
They picked up their rifles and hunted me down
And found me a loafing in Mount Airy town
[?]
[Verse 2]
I've been in this prison for many long years
Each night I see Ellen through my bitter tears
As she laid dying I'll be free
I heard her crying lord have mercy on me
Tomorrow they'll hand me I'll go to my death
There goes the story of poor Ellen Smith
Poor Ellen Smith how she was found
Shot through the heart lying cold on the ground
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