John Stewart/Bob Shane/Nick Reynolds
Chorus:
Poor Ellen Smith. How was she found? Shot through the heart lyin' dead on the gr
ound.
Her body was mangled and all cast around and X marks the spot where poor Ellen w
as found.
They picked up her body, carried it away and now she's a-sleepin' in some loneso
me old grave.
Who had the heart and who had the brain to shoot my little Ellen on that cold lo
nesome plain?
(Chorus)
They picked up their rifles and hunted us down. They found us a-loafin' all 'rou
nd town.
The judge may convict me and God knows he can but I know I died as an innocent m
an.
(Chorus)
The warden has told me that soon I'll be free to go to her grave near that old w
illow tree.
I'm free from the walls of that prison at last but I'll never be free of my sins
from the past.
(Chorus)
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