John Wesley Harding

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As I Went Out One Morning music As I went out one morning To breathe the air around Tom Paine's I spied the fairest damsel That ever did walk in chains I offer'd her my hand She took me by the arm I knew that very instant She meant to do me harm "Dep

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John Wesley Harding John wesley harding Was a friend to the poor, He trav'led with a gun in ev'ry hand. All along this countryside, He opened a many a door, But he was never known To hurt a honest man. music 'twas down in chaynee county, A time they

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Drifter's Escape music "Oh, help me in my weakness" I heard the drifter say As they carried him from the courtroom And were taking him away "My trip hasn't been a pleasant one And my time it isn't long And I still do not know What it was th

I can tell when you're telling lies I can see it in your smiling eyes I can't help when you're telling lies I can see it in your lack of surprise I can see just where the truth doesn't lie Watching you cut through the bind that ties Once upon a time

I Pity The Poor Immigrant music I pity the poor immigrant Who wishes he would've stayed home, Who uses all his power to do evil But in the end is always left so alone. That man whom with his fingers cheats And who lies with ev'ry breath, Who passiona