Banks of the Ohio Lyrics

I pressed a rock
Against his head
I watched him fall
Thought he was dead

But he did stir
"How can this be?
Please, my love
Don't murder me"

I plunged a knife
Into his heart
I said, "It's now
That we do part"

Oh, murder sweet
"What is this for?"
I cried, "So you
Won't hurt me more"

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