Poor Ellen Smith Lyrics - Kingston Trio

Poor Ellen Smith, how was she found? 

Shot through the heart lyin' dead on the ground 

Her body was mangled and all cast around 

And X marks the spot where poor Ellen was found 

They picked up her body, carried it away 

And now she's sleepin' in some lonesome old grave 

Who had the heart and who had the brain 

To shoot my little Ellen on that cold lonesome plain? 

Poor Ellen Smith, how was she found? 

Shot through the heart lyin' dead on the ground 

Her body was mangled and all cast around 

And X marks the spot where poor Ellen was found 

They picked up their rifles and hunted us down 

They found us loafin' all 'round town 

The judge may convict me and God knows he can 

But I know I died as an innocent man 

Poor Ellen Smith, how was she found? 

Shot through the heart lyin' dead on the ground 

Her body was mangled and all cast around 

And X marks the spot where poor Ellen was found 

The warden has told me that soon I'll be free 

To go to her grave near that old willow tree 

I'm free from the walls of that prison at last 

But I'll never be free of my sins from the past 

Poor Ellen Smith, how was she found? 

Shot through the heart lyin' dead on the ground 

Her body was mangled and all cast around 

And X marks the spot where poor Ellen was found