Mississippi John Hurt
Louis Collins
Ms. Collins weeped, Mrs. Collins moaned
To see her son Louis leave his home
Angels laid him away
Angels laid him away
They laid him six feet under the clay
Angels laid him away
Cryin', friends, oh ain't it hard
To see poor Louis in a new graveyard
Angels laid him away
Bob shot once, and Louis shot two
They shot poor Collins, shot him through and through
Angels laid him away
Angels laid him away
They laid him six feet under the clay
Angels laid him away
Ms. Collins weeped, Mrs. Collins moaned
To see her son Louis leave his home
Angels laid him away
Angels laid him away
They laid him six feet under the clay
Angels laid him away
When they heard that Louis was dead
All the people they dressed in red
Angels laid him away
Angels laid him away
They laid him six feet under the clay
Angels laid him away