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John Hardy was a desperate little man, He carried two guns every day He Shot a man down in the West Virginia land You oughta seen John Hardy gettin away, poor boy See John Hardy gettin away He sent for his Mama and his Papa, too, Come and go his bail. There weren't no bail on a murder charge, So they threw John Hardy back in jail, poor boy Threw John Hardy back in jail I been to the East and I been to the West, I've travelled this whole world round. I been to the river and I been baptized, And now I'm on my hangin ground, poor boy And now I'm on my hangin ground John Hardy saw his woman there The dress that she wore was blue The very last thing she said to him Johnny I'll be true to you, poor boy Johnny I'll be true to you Aus Songtexte Mania