Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Poor Ellen Smith, artist - Robert Earl Keen. Date of issue: 09.02.2015
Record label: Dualtone
Song language: English
Poor Ellen Smith |
| Poor Ellen Smith how she was found |
| Shot through the heart lying cold on the ground |
| Her clothers were all scattered and thrown on the ground |
| And blood marks the spot where poor Ellen was found |
| They picked up their rifles and hunted me down |
| And found me aloafign in Mount Airy town |
| They picked up the body and carried it away |
| And now she is sleeping in some lonesome old grave |
| I got a letter yesterday and I read it today |
| The flowers on her grave have all faded away |
| Some day I’ll go home and say when I go |
| On poor Ellen’s grave pretty flowers I’ll sow |
| I’ve been in this prison for twenty long years |
| Each night I see Ellen through my bitter tears |
| The warden just told me that soon I’ll be free |
| To go to her grave near theat old willow tree |
| My days in this prison are ending at last |
| I’ll never be free from the sins of my past |
| Poor Ellen Smith how she was found |
| Shot through the heart lying cold on the ground |