Mississippi John Hurt
Louis Collins
Mrs. Collins wept, Mrs. Collins moaned
To see her son Louis leaving home
The angels laid him away

The angels laid him away
Laid him six feet under the clay
The angels laid him away

Mrs. Collins wept, mrs. Collins moaned
To see her son Louis leaving home
The angels laid him away

The angels laid him away
Laid him six feet under the clay
The angels laid him away

Oh, Bob shot once, Louis shot two
Shot poor Collins, shot him through and through
The angels laid him away

The angels laid him away
Laid him six feet under the clay
The angels laid him away

Oh, kind friends, oh, ain't it hard
To see poor Louis in a new graveyard
The angels laid him away
The angels laid him away
Laid him six feet under the clay
The angels laid him away

Mrs. Collins wept, Mrs. Collins moaned
To see her son Louis leaving home
The angels laid him away

The angels laid him away
Laid him six feet under the clay
The angels laid him away