John Hardy

Now John Hardy was a desperate little man

Strapped on his guns every day

Shot down a man on the West Virginia line

You oughta seen John Hardy get away

Oughta seen John Hardy gettin' away

He run up to Virginia around the east stone bridge

Thought he would surely be free

And along came a marshall with a gun in his hand

Said Johnny come along with me boy

The judge wants to see you boy come along with me

Now John Hardy had himself a little woman

The dress she wore was blue

She hollered out to Johnny as he run on out of town

Johnny I'll be true to you boy

Johnny I'll be true to you

Well his legend had traveled from the east to the west

From the north to the southeastern towns

But when the sun comes up tomorrow they'll take John Hardy down

And show him to his hanging ground

They're gonna let John Hardy swing down