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HARVEY LOGAN On one Saturday evenin', just around the hour of two Harvey Logan and his partner was playing a game of pool Oh my babe, my honey babe. They was playin' for money and the money wouldn't go right And that's when old Harvey Logan got into a fight Oh my babe, my honey babe. The police heard the racket and the billets they did break Harvey Logan gave 'em a contest with a smokin' .38 Oh... They took him down to Knoxville and they locked him in the jail Because he was a stranger, no one would go his bail Put the guards before him and marched him down the stairs Said, "All I want in this wide world is the jailers big fine mare." "Harvey, now Harvey, you know you're doing me wrong." Says, "Hush up your crying boy, and put that saddle on." He rode across the bridge an' he rode down through the gate He said, "I'd better be making time, the night is growing late." He rode across the bridge and he looked up at the sky He said, "I'd better be making time, the night is drawin' nigh." He rode down the lane and he rode right through the gate He said, "Good-bye old Tennessee, I'm heading for another state." DT #790 Laws E21 @outlaw @jail From Lomax, Our Singing Country Collected from Jimmie Morris of Hazard, KY in 1937 filename[ HARVLOGN TUNE FILE: HARVLOGN CLICK TO PLAY SOF oct96 |
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