Banks Of The Ohio

(Bill Fold - Bob Ferguson)



I asked my love to take a walk

Just to walk a little ways

As we talked about our future wedding day

And when she told me she can never be mine.



I placed a knife against her breast

As into my arms she pressed

She cried, oh, please don't murder me

I'm not prepared for eternity.



Only say that you'll be mine

In no other's arms entwined

Down beside where the waters flow

Down by the banks of the Ohio.



I started home between twelve and one

I cried my God what have I done

I've murdered the only girl I loved

Because she would not be my bride.



Only say that you'll be mine

In no other's arms entwined

Down beside where the waters flow

Down by the banks of the Ohio.



Down by the banks of the Ohio...