Neko Case - Poor Ellen Smith lyrics

Poor Ellen Smith, how was she found
Shot through the heart lying
Cold on the ground
Her body was mangled, and all cast around
And blood marks the spot where
Poor Ellen was found

They picked up her body, and carried it away
Now she's a-sleepin' in some
Lonesome ol' grave
Who had the heart, and who had the brain
To shoot my little darling on
This cold lonesome plain

They picked up their rifles
And hunted us down
They found us a loafin' all around town
The jury my convict me
And God knows they can
But, I know I died as an innocent man

I've been in this prison for seven long years
Each night I see Ellen
Through my bitter tears
I got a letter yesterday I read it today
The flowers on her grave have all faded away

The warden has told me that soon I'll be free
To go to her grave 'neath
That old holler tree
I'm free from the walls of this prison
At last but, I'll never be free from
My sins of the past

Poor Ellen Smith, how was she found
Shot through the heart lying
Cold on the ground