《Poor Ellen Smith》歌词

[00:00:00] Poor Ellen Smith - Fernando Goin

[00:00:05] Poor Ellen Smith

[00:00:08] How she was found

[00:00:10] Shot through the heart lying

[00:00:13] Cold on the ground

[00:00:16] Her clothers were all scattered

[00:00:19] And thrown on the ground

[00:00:21] And blood marks the spot

[00:00:23] Where poor Ellen was found

[00:00:39] They picked up the body

[00:00:41] And carried it away

[00:00:44] And now she is sleeping

[00:00:46] In some lonesome old grave

[00:00:50] They picked up their rifles

[00:00:52] And hunted me down

[00:00:55] And found me a loafing

[00:00:58] All around town

[00:01:00] Look at front

[00:01:12] I got a letter yesterday and

[00:01:15] I read it today

[00:01:17] The flowers on her grave

[00:01:20] Have all faded away

[00:01:23] I've been in this prison

[00:01:26] For twenty long years

[00:01:29] Each night I see Ellen

[00:01:31] Through my bitter tears

[00:01:46] The warden has told me that

[00:01:49] Soon I'll be free

[00:01:51] To go to her grave near

[00:01:53] That old willow tree

[00:01:57] Who had the heart

[00:01:59] And

[00:02:00] Who had the brain

[00:02:02] To shoot my little darling

[00:02:04] On that cold lonesome plain

[00:02:18] I'm free from the walls

[00:02:21] Of that prison at last

[00:02:24] But I'll never be free

[00:02:26] Of my sins from the past