Banks Of The Ohio Song Lyrics

“Banks Of The Ohio”


Song lyrics for “Banks Of The Ohio” by Dolly Parton


I went into his prison cell
To write his story, if he’d tell
He spoke as tears, fell from his eyes
And he told me when, and how and why
And he said

I asked my love to take a walk
Just to walk, a little ways
And as we walked, then we could talk
About our future wedding day

But when she said, she could never be mine
I held a knife against his breast
As into my arms she pressed
He cried “my love, don’t you murder me
I’m not prepared for eternity”

Then only say that you’ll be mine
And in no others’ arms entwine
Down beside where the waters flow
Down by the Banks of the Ohio

I started home ‘tween twelve and one
I cried, “My God, what have I done?”
I’ve killed the one I love tonight
Because she would not be my bride

Well only say that you’ll be mine
And in no others’ arms entwine
Down beside where the waters flow
Down by the Banks of the Ohio
Down by the Banks of the Ohio

Save my soul lord
Save my soul
There beside where the waters flow
Down by the Banks of the Ohio”

Lookin’ out of my window pane
Tears mingling with the rain
I’m so lonesome I could cry just like old Hank
Staring down on the city street
Feeling empty and incomplete
There’s a place I need to be to fill my tank

A place I can go where I can be free
Where I can be happy and just be me
Home, where the warm winds blowing
And the rivers flowing along
Like a lazy bum in the mid-day sun
And I’ve gone fishin’ with my pole at the fishin’ hole
Where I can lay down my heavy load
And know that I am always welcome

I left home, I was 17
I had a lot of ambitious dreams
Seen a lot of those dreams come true
I’ve had good luck
I’m not complaining that’s for sure
I got a lot to be thankful for
One of those things is the magic door that opens up
Back to the time when I was a kid
To the sound of the crickets and the Carry Dees
It’s called

On the front porch swinging and fern pots hanging
With the church bells ringing and voices singing
Old songs that’s in my mind like a stitch in time
Where the tea is sweet and the love’s complete
For me, I wanna go

I often think about where I have been
Where I am going and lots about when I think about

Where the soul find comfort
And the heart find pleasure

Where the depths of love is hard to measure it’s

I hear you callin’
I hear you callin’

I’ll never be lost
As long as I know there’s a place like that
Where I can go
Where I can restore my weary soul
On the mountain slopes of the south “Blue Smoke”
Of home home sweet home

Home back to the hills of the Whip-poor-wills
Home with the fireflies blinking
And the night stars twinklin’
Honeysuckle vine and musky fine wine at
Where the [?] Home
With family and friends and joy that never end
There’s no place like it
No place like it

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