These are the lyrics by Frances Taylor as published in Broadside. There are several minor differences between this and the various recorded versions. The most notable include:

1. In the second stanza, the line "While my tears keep falling like the rain, like the rain" (Broadside) changes to "So I ask those killers: can you sleep again?" (Seeger) and "So I ask the killers can you see those three again" (Belafonte).

2. In the third stanza, "blue-eyed Michael with his blue-eyed bride" (Broadside) changes to "young Michael with his soft-eyed bride" (Seeger) and "black-eyed Michael with his black-eyed bride" (Belafonte).

3. In the refrain, "But I breathe yet" (Broadside) changes to "But I grieve yet" (Seeger and Belafonte).

THOSE THREE ARE ON MY MIND
As published in Broadside: The National Song Magazine, #75, October 1966

I think of Andy in the cold wet clay.
    Those three are on my mind.
With his friends down beside him on that brutal day.
    Those three are on my mind.

There lies young James in his mortal pain.
    Those three are on my mind.
While my tears keep falling like the rain, like the rain
    Those three are on my mind.

I see blue-eyed Michael with his blue-eyed bride.
    Those three are on my mind.
And three proud mothers weeping side by side.
    Those three are on my mind.

But I breathe yet and for some the sky is bright.
I cannot give up hoping for a morning light,
So I ask the killers: "Do you sleep at night?"
    Those three are on my mind.
    Those three are on my mind.

I see the tin-roofed shanties where my brothers live
    (Those three are on my mind)
And the burned-out churches where they sing, "we forgive"
    (Those three are on my mind)

While on the backwoods road still ride the hooded bands
Poisoning the air through the good southlands
And so I ask the killers: "Can you ever wash your hands?"
    Those three are on my mind; Those three are on my mind.

There sit the mighty judges handing down the law
    (Those three are on my mind)
In their marble courthouse we are filled with awe
    (Those three are on my mind)

I know of Tom Paine's watered tree,
I know the price of liberty
But I must ask the question that must burn in me
Did they also burn the courthouse when they killed those three?
    Those three are on my mind; Those three are on my mind;
    Those three are on my mind.