John Wesley Harding

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 a 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