John Hardy was a desperate man
He carried a gun every day
He shot a man down in Chalicestown
Y 'all seen him making his getaway
Far away, you all seen him
he thought he would hide away
But the sheriff come down
and he found him lyin' there
He said, Harney, won't you come along,
won't you come along with me
John Harney had a mama and a papa
and they wanted him to go with them
But you can't get bail on
So they heisted him back inside the jail,
They heisted him back inside the jail
John Harney had a pretty little gal
Well, she stood outside of his jail cell
I'll be true to, true to you
Singin', honey, I'll be true to you
John Hardy sat in his jail cell
Tears drippin' down from his eyes
Now it's my time to die, my time to die
And I've been to Nicolona,
Oh boy, why don't you carry me