Crow Janie, Crow Janie, Crow Jane 

Don't you hold your head high 

Someday baby, you know 

You got to die 

You got to lay down an - 

You got to die, you got to - 



You know, I wanna buy me a pistol 

Wants me forty rounds of ball 

Shoot Crow Jane, just to see her fall 

She got to fall, she got to - 

She got to fall, she got to- 



That's the reason I begged, Crow Jane 

Not to hold her head, so high 

Someday baby, you know 

You got to die 

You got to lay down an - 



When I dug her grave 

With a silver spade 

Ain't nobody gon' take 

My Crow Jane place 

You can't take her place 

No, you can't take her - 



That's the reason I begged, Crow Jane 

Not to hold her head, too high 

Someday baby, you know 

You got to die 

You got to lay down an - 



You know, I let her down 

With a golden chain 

An ev'ry link 

I would call my, Crow Jane name 

Crow Jane, Crow - 

Crow Jane, Crow - 



You know I never missed my water 

'Till my well went dry 

Didn't miss Crow Jane 

Until the day she died 

'Till the day-ay-ay-ay she - 



That's the reason I begged, Crow Jane 

Not to hold her head, too high 

Someday baby, you know you got to die 

You got to lay down and - 

You got to die, you got to - 



You know, I dug her grave 

Eight feet in the ground 

Didn't feel sorry 

Until they let her down 



They had to let her down 

Had-a - 

They had to let her down 



That's the reason I begged, Crow Jane 

Not to hold her head, too high 

Someday baby, you know you got to die 

You got to lay down and. - 



(guitar to end) 

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