The Angels Laid Him Away

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 one 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