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Wednesday, 18 September 2019

The Banks Of The Ohio

I asked my love to take a walk to take a walk, just a little walk
Down beside where the waters flow down by the banks of the Ohio
And only say that you'll be mine in no others' arms entwine
Down beside where the waters flow down by the banks of the Ohio

I held a knife against his breast as into my arms he pressed
He cried "my love, don't you murder me I'm not prepared for eternity"
I wandered home 'tween twelve and one I cried, "My God, what have I done?"
I've killed the only man I love he would not take me for his bride
And only say that you'll be mine in no others' arms entwine
Down beside where the waters flow down by the banks of the Ohio

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