| I asked my love to take a walk,
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| To take a walk, just a little walk,
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| Down beside where the waters flow,
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| Down by the banks of the old Ohio.
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| And only say that you’ll be mine
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| In no others arms entwine,
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| Down beside where the waters flow,
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| Down by the banks of the old Ohio.
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| I held a knife against her brest
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| As ino my arms she pressed,
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| She cried, «oh, willie, don’t murder me,
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| I’m not prepeared for eternity.»
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| And only say that you’ll be mine
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| In no others arms entwine
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| Down beside where the waters flow
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| Down by the banks of the old Ohio
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| I started home 'tween twelve and one,
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| I cried, «my god, what have I done?
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| Killed the only woman I loved,
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| Because she would not be my bride.»
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| And only say that you’ll be mine
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| In no others arms entwine,
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| Down beside where the waters flow,
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| Down by the banks of the old Ohio |