Louis Collins

Mrs. Collins weeped, Mrs. Collins moaned,

To see her son Louis leavin' home

The angels laid him away

The angels laid him away,

They laid him six feet under the clay

The angels laid him away

Mrs. Collins weeped, Mrs. Collins moaned,

To see her son Louis leavin' home

The angels laid him away

Oh, Bob shot once and Louis shot too,

Shot poor Collins, shot him through and through

The angels laid him away

Oh, kind friends, oh, ain't it hard?

To see poor Louis in a new graveyard

The angels laid him away

The angels laid him away,

They laid him six feet under the clay

The angels laid him away

Oh, when they heard that Louis was dead

All the people they dressed in red

The angels laid him away

The angels laid him away,

They laid him six feet under the clay

The angels laid him away

Mrs. Collins weeped, Mrs. Collins moaned,

To see her son Louis leavin' home

The angels laid him away

The angels laid him away,

They laid him six feet under the clay

The angels laid him away