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John Hardy was a vicious little manhe carried two guns every dayHe shot down a man on the West Virginia lineI see John Hardy gettin' away, poor boysee John Hardy gettin' awayJohn Hardy went up to that free stone bridgewhere there, he thought he was freea death to men, called nobody his ownsiad, 'Johnny come and go with me' poor boy'Johnny come and go with me.'John Hardy had a pretty little wife back homethe dress that she wore was blueshe come to the jailhouse with a loud shoutsaid, 'Johnny, I've been true to you', poor boy'Johnny, I've been true to you.'she said,John Hardy sent out to the East Coastsent for his folks to come and go his bailbut, there was no bail allowed for the murderin' manthey sent John Hardy back to jailsent John Hardy back to jailWho's going to shoe your pretty little feetwho's gonna glove your handwho's gonna kiss your rosy red cheekit's gonna be that steel drivin' manbe that steel drivin' manshe said,Now he's sittin' alone there in his celltears rolling down his eyeshe's been the death of many, a poor mannow, he is ready to die, poor boy,now he is ready to dieSigin' 'I've been to the east, I've been to the west''I've seen this whole wide world around''I've been to the river and I've been baptized''Take me to my hanging in the ground''Take me to my hanging in the ground'she said

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