(Naomi Wise) Omie Wise (Riverside Church NYC, July 1961)

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[Verse 1]
[G]This harmonica holder
isn't holding too good
[Em]together.[G]
Seems like it's going to
strangle me here.
It's just a hanger,
a coat [D]hanger[G].[C][D][G][D][G]
[Em][G][C][D]
[G]
She promised to meet him at
Adams' [C]Spring,
Expecting some [D]money for
some other fine [G]thing.
No money, no money to
flatter the [C]case
We'll have to get [D]married,
so there'll be no dis[G]grace
So jump you up on me,
and away we will [C]ride
To yonder fair [D]country,
and I'll make [G]you my bride
She jumped up behind him,
and away they did go
[C]to yonder far country[D]
where the deep waters flow
[G]I jump you down old me
and I tell you my mind
[C]my mind is to [D]drown you
and to leave you behind
[G]oh no no please don't take my lif[C]e oh
I will deny [D]you and I'll not be your [G]wife
But it kicked any cup turd
[D]to the [G]worst understand
[C]And it threw her in deep wa [D]ter,
it flows through the [G]land
[D][G][C]
[Em][D][G]
They found [D]her poor [G]body
the following day
[C]Run up on [G]the riv[D]er
down the banks full of [G]clay
And up spoke her mother with a voice
such thing
[C]no one but John Lew[D]is
could have done such a [G]thing
they traced him up the river
to Dutch Charlie's [C]band
or they found him [D]in jail for killing a [G]man
Go hang him, go hang him,
[Em]was [G]a mother's command[C]
Throw him in deep [D]wa ter,
let flow through the [G]land
Go hang him, go hang him,
was a judge's com[C]mand
From the deep [D]wa ter
that flows through the [G]land.
[C]

[Outro 1]
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