Chords for The Lemonheads -Knoxville Girl

[D] _ _ _ _ _
I _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
met a little girl in [G] Knoxville, a town [D] beyond the well.
And every Sunday _ [G] evening, out in her [A] home I dwelled,
[D] We went to take an evening [G] walk about a [D] mile from town.
I picked a stick up off the [A] ground, and I beat that [D] fair girl down. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ She fell down on her bended [G] knees, for mercy [D] she did cry.
Oh, will it dear, don't kill me [G] here, I'm [A] unprepared to die.
[D] She never spoke another [G] word, I only [D] beat her more.
But filled the ground around [A] her with all her [D] blood did pour. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ I took her by her golden [G] curls, and I drug her [D] round and round, _
Throwing her into the river [G] that flows through [A] Knoxville town.
[D] Go down, go down, you Knoxville girl, [G] with a dark and [D] rolling eye.
Go down, go down, you Knoxville girl, [A] you can never be [D] my bride. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ I headed back to [G] Knoxville, got there about [D]
midnight.
My mother, she was [G] worried, and woke up in [A] a fright.
_ [D] Saying, dear son, what have you [G] done to bloody your [D] close soul?
I told my anxious mother, [A] out bleeding at [D] my door.
I _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
called for me a candle [G] to light myself [D] to bed.
I called for me a handkerchief [G] to bind my [A] aching head.
_ [D]
Rolled and stumbled the whole night [G] through, as troubles [D] was for me.
Like flames of hell around my [A] bed, and in my [D] eyes could see. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ They carried me down to _ [G] Knoxville, and put me [D] in a cell.
My friends all tried to get me [G] out, but none could [A] go my way.
[D] I'm here to waste my life away [G] down in this [D] dirty old jail.
Because I murdered that Knoxville [A] girl, the girl I loved [D] so well.
_ [Dm] _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _