A river winds through Knoxville town, her lover brought her there
he gave her flowers and kisses sweet, and ribbons for her hair
darkness falls with deadly calm, the truth of fate revealed
she said "I am not prepared for this, too soon for death to come."
words that fall from bitter lips , her breath just barely gone
her last day written to a waltz, dance to the murder song
oh Knoxville girl, oh Knoxville girl, what brought you to this place
where Mourning Dove's songs on deaf ears fall
dance little darling dance
oh oh Knoxville girl here is a gift for you
ohhh oh Knoxville girl a parting gift for you
oh oh Knoxville girl here is a gift for you
ohhh oh Knoxville girl a parting gift for you
oh. . .
he gave her flowers and kisses sweet, and ribbons for her hair
darkness falls with deadly calm, the truth of fate revealed
she said "I am not prepared for this, too soon for death to come."
words that fall from bitter lips , her breath just barely gone
her last day written to a waltz, dance to the murder song
oh Knoxville girl, oh Knoxville girl, what brought you to this place
where Mourning Dove's songs on deaf ears fall
dance little darling dance
oh oh Knoxville girl here is a gift for you
ohhh oh Knoxville girl a parting gift for you
oh oh Knoxville girl here is a gift for you
ohhh oh Knoxville girl a parting gift for you
oh. . .