Buell Kazee's recording of John Hardy, from Before the Blues (Yazoo). I got it all, but I'm not sure of every word. Please, a check... Thanks. R

John Hardy married him a lovin' little wife
The dress she wore was blue
She threw her arms around Johnny's neck
Says, Johnny I'll be true to you, poor boy
Says, Johnny I'll be true to you

John Hardy was a-standing on the barrel of his gun
So drunk he could not see
When a police came and he took him by the arm
Says, Johnny come and go with me, poor boy
Says, Johnny come and go with me

John Hardy was a–standing in the barroom door
So drunk he could not see
But the police come and he took him by the arm
And said, You may go with me, poor boy
Oh, he said, You may go with me

John Hardy's mother came to him
Says, Johnny, what have you done?
I've killed me a man in a poker game
And I'm standing on the barrel of my gun, Lord, Lord
Oh, I'm standing on the barrel of my gun

The night John Hardy was to be hanged
There came a storm of a hail
And it blew the hanging scaffold down
And they placed John Hardy back in jail, Lord, Lord
Oh, they placed John Hardy back in jail