the three pickers - Banks of The Ohio

 

asked my love to take a walk

Just a little ways with me

And as we walked and we would talk

All about our weddingday

Darling say that you'll be mine

In our home we'll happy be

Down beside where the waters flow

On the banks of the Ohio

I took her by her pretty white hand

I let her down that bank of sand

I pushed her in where she would drown

Lord, I saw her as she floated down

Darling say that you'll be mine

In our home we'll happy be

Down beside where the waters flow

On the banks of the Ohio

Returning home about twelve or one

Thinking "Lord, what a deed I've done?"

I killed the girl I love, you see

Because she would not marry me

Darling say that you'll be mine

In our home we'll happy be

Down beside where the waters flow

On the banks of the Ohio

The very next day at half past four

The sherrif walked right to my door

And he says "Young man, don't you try to run

You'll pay for this awful crime you've done"

Darling say that you'll be mine

In our home we'll happy be

Down beside where the waters flow

On the banks of the Ohio