Tom: C
G C
Ms Collins weep, Ms Collins moan
C C7 F
What made her son Louis leave his home?
C G C
Angels laid him away
CHORUS:
Angels laid him away
Laid him six feet under the clay
Angels laid him away
Oh kind friends, now ain't it hard
To see poor Louis in a new grave yard
Angels laid him away
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Bob shot one and Louis shot two
Shot poor Collins, shot him through and through
Angels laid him away
-CHORUS-
When they heard that Louis was dead
All the women folks they dressed in red
Angels laid him away
-CHORUS-
Oh kind friends, now ain't it hard
To see poor Louis in a new grave yard
Angels laid him away
-CHORUS-
Mrs Collins weep, Mrs Collins moan
What made her son Louis leave his home?
Angels laid him away
