调:D major
Verse 1
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I met a little girl in Knoxville,
And every Sunday evening,
I picked a stick up off the ground
She fell down on her bended knee,
Saying, Willard, dear, don't kill me here
Until the crap around her
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in her blood did pour
I took her by her golden curls
Throwing her into the river
Go down, go down, you Knoxville girl,
I started back to Knoxville,
I told my anxious mother
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I was bleeding at my nose
I call for me a handkerchief
whole night through,
And flames of hell around my bed
They took me down to Knoxville
My friends all tried to get me out,
Because I murdered that Knoxville girl,
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