Come my love, let's take a walk
While we walk, along we'll talk
Talk about our wedding day
On the sand, that she'll be mine
In our home, we'll have a happy day
Down the side, where the waters flow
Down on the banks, of the old high oil
I drew my knife across her throat
And to my breast she gently pressed
oh please don't murder me
For I'm unprepared to die, you see
I let her down in a bed of sand
Then I plunged her into the ground
Thinkin' of the deed I done
I murdered the girl I loved, you see
Because she would not marry me
Only say that you'll be mine
In our home, we'll have to be
Bound aside where the waters flow
Down on the banks of the Ohio
The next day, as I returned home,
I met the sheriff standing in the door
Down to the banks of the O .R .O.
In our home we'll have the bay
Down beside where the waters flow
Down to the banks of the O .R .O.
Down on the banks of the Ohio
Down on the banks of the Ohio