John Hardy Songtext
von Frank Fairfield

John Hardy was a desperate little man
He carried two guns every day
He shot him a man on the West Virginia line
Oughta see old John Hardy gettin′ away
See old John Hardy gettin' away
John Hardy went down to the Easton River
There he thought he would be free
Up came a man and took him by the arm
Said John walk along with me
Johny walk along with me
John Hardy had a pretty little girl
The dress that she wore was blue
As she went skippin′ down that old jail hall
Saying papa I've been true to you
Papa I've been true to you


John Hardy was layin′ on the jailhouse floor
With tears rollin′ down his eye
Saying I've been the death of many a poor boy
And now I am ready to die
Now I am ready to die
I′ve been to the East, I've been to the West
Been all this wide world ′round
Been to the river and I've been baptized
Now I′m on my hangin' ground
I'm on my hangin′ ground
I′ve been to the East, I've been to the West
I′ve been all this wide world 'round
I′ve been to the river and I've been baptized
Now I′m on my hangin' ground
I'm on my hangin′ ground