Mrs Collins weep, Mrs Collins moan
What made her son Louis leave his home?
Angels laid him away
Angels laid him away
Laid him six feet under the clay
Angels laid him away
Oh, kind friends, now ain't it hard
To see poor Louis in a new grave yard
Angels laid him away
Angels laid him away
Laid him six feet under the clay
Angels laid him away
When they heard that Louis was dead
All the women folk they dressed in red
Angels laid him away
Angels laid him away
Laid him six feet under the clay
Angels laid him away
Bob shot one and Louis shot two
Shot poor Collins, shot him through and through
Angels have laid him away
What made her son Louis leave his home?
Angels laid him away
Angels laid him away
Laid him six feet under the clay
Angels laid him away
Oh, kind friends, now ain't it hard
To see poor Louis in a new grave yard
Angels laid him away
Angels laid him away
Laid him six feet under the clay
Angels laid him away
When they heard that Louis was dead
All the women folk they dressed in red
Angels laid him away
Angels laid him away
Laid him six feet under the clay
Angels laid him away
Bob shot one and Louis shot two
Shot poor Collins, shot him through and through
Angels have laid him away
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