On the banks of the Missouri
Annie Washed up in the clay
And they took her to her father
Told him it was John McCrae
Now I'm running through the badlands
Covering my tracks
Northward toward Dakota
With the devil on my back
Oh, the river flows
To our immortal home
Oh Annie, oh my soul
Well I took her down by the stream side
For to make that girl my bride
But in the fold of her pretty white dress
Lay her father's bowie knife
Well she pulled that steel blade on me
Told me she would take my life
So I pushed her into the river
She went under with tide
Oh, the river flows
To our immortal home
Oh Annie, oh my soul
Well the hound dogs they overtook me
40 miles past Hqarding town
And I told that young Douglas sherriff
Boy, you'd better shoot me now
He said poor Johnny, by my orders
Your life I cannot take
But I'll be smiling at your hanging
When they lay you in the grave
Oh, the river flows
To our immortal home
Oh Annie, oh my soul
I am standing at the gallows
And the scaffold it is high
And the hangman asked my last words
Before I'm condemned to die
So I begged God, don't forgive me
For the trouble I have sown
For I'll soon see my pretty Annie
In the hell fire down below
Oh, the river flows
To our immortal home
Oh Annie, oh my soul
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