Thea Gilmore
john wesley harding
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John Wesley Harding
Was a friend to the poor,
He trav'led with a gun in ev'ry hand.
All along this countryside,
He opened a many a door,
But he was never known
To hurt an honest man.
'Twas down in Chaynee County,
A time they talk about,
With his lady by his side
He took a stand.
And soon the situation there
Was all but straightened out,
For he was always known
To lend a helping hand.
All across the telegraph
His name it did resound,
But no charge held against him
Could they prove.
And there was no man around
Who could track or chain him down,
He was never known
To make a foolish move.
- Album:
- Ghosts & Graffiti
- Regardless
- John Wesley Harding
- Miscellaneous
- Songs From The Gutter
- Rules For Jokers
- Teach Me To Be Bad (EP)
- Strange Communion
- Liejacker
- Liejacker (Deluxe Version)
- Coming Back to You
- Ghosts & Graffiti (Deluxe)
- Chimes of Freedom: The Songs of Bob Dylan
- Chimes of Freedom - The Songs of Bob Dylan (Honoring 50...
- Ghosts & Graffiti (Deluxe Version)
- Heart and Soul
- Love Came Looking for Me
- Regardless (Special Edition)
- As If
- The Lipstick Conspiracies