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Verse 1
And every Sunday evening
I picked a stick up off the ground
Sayin', Willie dear, don't kill me here
Until the ground around me
I took her by her golden curls,
I threw her in the river
Go down, go down, you Knoxville girl,
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you can never be my bride
I started back to Knoxville,
what have you done
I told my aching mother,
I call for me a candle
I call for me a handkerchief
Like flames of hell around my bed
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Within my eyes could see
They took me down to Nashville
My friends all tried to get me out,
Because I murdered that Knoxville girl,
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