Woody Guthrie - Don't k** My Baby And My Son lyrics

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 d**hly cry: O, don't k** my baby and my son O , don't k** my baby and my son You can stretch my neck on that old river bridge But don't k** 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 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 wide world And here's what the wild winds say: O, don't k** my baby and my son O, don't k** my baby and my son You can stretch my neck on that old river bridge But don't k** my baby and my son