John Hardy Was a Desperate Little Man
John Hardy he was a desperate little man
He carried the guns every day
Shot a man on the West Virginia line
You oughta seen John Hardy gettin' away
John hardy he got the east stone bridge
He thought he would be free
But up set the man and took him by the arm
Said Johnny come along with me
John Hardy he had a pretty little girl
The dress she wore it was blue
She came escape him to the old jailhouse
Said papa I've been true to you
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John Hardy he had another little girl
The dress that she wore it was red
She followed John Hardy to his hanging ground
Sayin' papa I'd rather be dead
I've been to the east and I've been to the west
I've been this wide world around
I've been to the river and I've been baptized
And now I'm standing on my hanging ground
Go dig my grave so long and wide
Go dig it wide and deep
Put the picture of the pretty girl at my head
And the forty-five left layin' at my feet
John Hardy Era um Homem Desesperado
John Hardy era um homem desesperado
Ele carregava as armas todo dia
Atirou em um homem na linha da Virgínia Ocidental
Você devia ter visto o John Hardy fugindo
John Hardy chegou na ponte de pedra do leste
Ele achou que ia ficar livre
Mas o homem apareceu e o pegou pelo braço
Disse: Johnny, venha comigo
John Hardy tinha uma garotinha bonita
O vestido que ela usava era azul
Ela veio pra escapar dele na velha cadeia
Disse: papai, eu fui fiel a você
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John Hardy tinha outra garotinha
O vestido que ela usava era vermelho
Ela seguiu o John Hardy até o lugar da forca
Dizendo: papai, eu preferia estar morta
Eu fui pro leste e fui pro oeste
Eu rodei esse mundo todo
Fui até o rio e fui batizado
E agora estou em meu lugar de execução
Vá cavar minha cova bem longa e larga
Vá cavar bem fundo e largo
Coloque a foto da garotinha bonita na minha cabeça
E o .45 deixado deitado aos meus pés
Composição: A.p. Carter