Biography:
Mac Wiseman (Malcolm B. Wiseman, May 23, 1925 – February 24, 2019) was an American bluegrass singer, guitarist and songwriter.
Born in Crimora, Virginia, he attended school in New Hope Virginia and graduated from high school there in 1943. He studied at the Shenandoah Conservatory in Dayton, Virginia, before it moved to Winchester, Virginia in 1960, and started his career as a disc jockey at WSVA-AM in Harrisonburg, Virginia.
His musical career began as upright bass player in the band of country singer Molly O'Day.
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I met a little girl in Knoxville a town we all know well
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And every Sunday evening out in her home I dwelled
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I took her for an evening walk a bout a mile from town
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I picked a stick up off the ground and knocked that fair girl down
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She fell down on her bended knees for mercy she did cry
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"Oh Willy dear don?t kill me here I?m unprepared to die"
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She never spoke another word, I only beat her more
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Until the ground around her with it her blood did flow
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I took her by her golden curls and swung her round and round
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I threw her in the river that flows through Knoxville town
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Go there go there you Knoxville girl with the dark and roving eyes
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Go there go there you Knoxville girl you can never be my bride
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I started back to Knoxville got there about mid night
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My mother dear was worried and woke up in a fright
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She said oh son what have you done to bloody you clothes so
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I told my ancient mother I?d been bleeding at my nose
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I called for me a candle to light myself to bed
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I called for me a hankerchief to bind my aching head
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I rolled and tumbled the whole night through, not a wink that night did sleep
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While the flames of hell around my bed with- in my eyes could see
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They took me down to Knoxville they locked me in the cell
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My friends all tried to get me out but none could go my bail
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So now I?m wasting my life away down in this dirty old jail
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Because I murdered that Knoxville girl the girl I loved so well
I met a little girl in Knoxville a town we all know well
E A
And every Sunday evening out in her home I dwelled
D D7 G D
I took her for an evening walk a bout a mile from town
A D
I picked a stick up off the ground and knocked that fair girl down
D7 G D
She fell down on her bended knees for mercy she did cry
E A
"Oh Willy dear don?t kill me here I?m unprepared to die"
D D7 G D
She never spoke another word, I only beat her more
A D
Until the ground around her with it her blood did flow
D7 G D
I took her by her golden curls and swung her round and round
E A
I threw her in the river that flows through Knoxville town
D D7 G D
Go there go there you Knoxville girl with the dark and roving eyes
A D
Go there go there you Knoxville girl you can never be my bride
D7 G D
I started back to Knoxville got there about mid night
E A
My mother dear was worried and woke up in a fright
D D7 G D
She said oh son what have you done to bloody you clothes so
A D
I told my ancient mother I?d been bleeding at my nose
D7 G D
I called for me a candle to light myself to bed
E A
I called for me a hankerchief to bind my aching head
D D7 G D
I rolled and tumbled the whole night through, not a wink that night did sleep
A D
While the flames of hell around my bed with- in my eyes could see
D7 G D
They took me down to Knoxville they locked me in the cell
E A
My friends all tried to get me out but none could go my bail
D D7 G D
So now I?m wasting my life away down in this dirty old jail
A D
Because I murdered that Knoxville girl the girl I loved so well
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