The Angels Laid Him Away - Rhiannon Giddens

Hey Mrs. Collins, ain’t it hard

To see young Louis in that old graveyard

Angels laid him away

Mrs. Collins weeped, Mrs. Collins moaned

What made her son Louis leave his home

The angels laid him away

Angels laid him away

Laid him six feet under the clay

The angels laid him away

Bob shot once and Louis shot too

Shot poor Collins, shot him through and through

The angels laid him away

When they heard old Louis was dead

All the womenfolk they dressed in red

The angels laid him away

Angels laid him away

Laid him six feet under the clay

The angels laid him away

Angels laid him away

Laid him six feet under the clay

The angels laid him away

The angels laid him away