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 Ms Collins weep, Ms Collins moan

What made her son Louis leave his home?

Angels laid him away

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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

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When they heard that Louis was dead

All the women folks they dressed in red

Angels laid him away

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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

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