Knoxville Girl
Tragedy Unveiled: Love's Betrayal in Knoxville
Lyrics
I met a little girl in Knoxville a town we all know well
Introduction of a girl met in Knoxville, a familiar town.
And every Sunday evening out in her home I'd dwell
Regular visits to her home on Sunday evenings.
We went to take an evening walk about a mile from town
An evening walk together about a mile from town.
I thought of how she cheated me so I knocked that fair girl down
Reflecting on perceived betrayal and reacting violently.
She fell down on her bended knees for mercy she did cry
The girl pleads for mercy on her knees after being knocked down.
Oh please my dear don't kill me here I'm not prepare to die
Her plea not to be killed as she is unprepared to die.
She never spoke another word I only beat her more
She remains silent, enduring more beating.
Until the ground around me with inner blood did flow
The violence intensifies, causing blood to flow around.
I took her by her golden curles and I dragged her round and round
The narrator drags her by her hair and throws her into the river.
Throwing her into the river that flows through Knoxville town
Symbolic direction for the Knoxville girl to go down the river.
Go down go down you Knoxville girl with the dark and rovin' eyes
Repetition of the directive for her to go down, emphasizing rejection.
Go down go down you Knoxville girl you can never be my bride
Confirmation that she can never be the narrator's bride.
I started back to Knoxville got there about daylight
The narrator's return to Knoxville at daylight.
My mother she was worried and broke up in her pride
The mother expresses concern and pride is broken.
Sayin' dear son what have you done too bloody your clothes are
The mother questions the son about his bloody clothes.
I told my attention mother I was bleeding at my nose
The son justifies the blood by claiming a nosebleed.
They took me down to Knoxville and they locked me in a cell
Arrested in Knoxville and locked in a cell.
My friends all tried to get me out but none could go my bail
Attempts by friends to secure bail are unsuccessful.
I'm here to waste my life away down in this dirty old jail
The narrator accepts imprisonment for the crime committed.
Because I killed that Knoxville girl the one I loved so well
Admission of guilt for killing the Knoxville girl he loved.
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