Don't Kill My Baby And My Son - Joel Rafael

As i walked down that old dark town

In the town where i was born

I heard the saddest lonesome moan

I ever heard before

My hair it trembled at the roots

Cold chills run down my spine

As i drew near that jail house

I heard this deathly cry

Don't kill my baby and my son

Don't kill my baby and my son

You can stretch my neck on that old river bridge

But don't kill my baby and my son

Now i've heard the cries of a panther

Now i've heard the coyotes yell

But that long lonesome cry shook the whole wide world

And it come from the cell of the jail

Yes i've heard the screech owls screeching

And the hoot owls that hoot in the night

But the graveyard itself is happy compared

To the voice in that jailhouse that night

Don't kill my baby and my son

Don't kill my baby and my son

You can stretch my neck on that old river bridge

But don't kill my baby and my son

Then i saw a picture on a postcard

It showed the canadian river bridge

Three bodies hanging to swing in the wind

A mother and two sons they'd lynched

There's a wild wind blows down the river

There's a wild wind blows through the trees

There's a wild wind that blows round this wide wid world

And here's what the wild winds say

Don't kill my baby and my son

Don't kill my baby and my son

You can stretch my neck on that old river bridge

But don't kill my baby and my son

Don't kill my baby and my son