Taneytown

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I went down to Taneytown, I went down to Taneytown

To see w[Am]hat I co[G]uld see [Am]         [Em]            [G]

My mama [Am]told me [C]never go[G], I?m da[Am]mned near twenty-two years old

Some tim[Am]es I fee[G]l this h[Am]ollow sw[Em]all[G]owing me.

Ma went off to Gettysburg, her and that new beau of hers, I snuck off after dark.

It?s a long way down the Canny Road, the stars were bright & the moon was low,

Down where the blacktop highway starts.

I went down to Taneytown, I went down to Taneytown,

I went down to see what I could see.

Now everybody stared at me, you?d think that they ain?t never seen,

A colored boy before.

Well, they jumped at me and they called me names,

they?d a whupped me sure, but the sheriff came,

I slipped off and ran through the drygoods store.

I ran down Division Street, but some of them boys followed me,

Down to the railroad track.

There was four of them & I came five, but I got my old Randall knife,

I cut that boy & I never did look back.

Across the fields & woods I run, like a bullet from a rabbit gun,

Back home to my bed.

Ma came back from Gettysburg, her and that new beau of hers,

Boy you look like hell, was all she said.

A month went by without a word, till someone down in the hollow heard,

About that boy they hung.

He begged those men to spare his life, but I dropped my bloody Randall knife,

He picked it up, so they thought he was the one.

Repeat chorus twice, second time insert last line, "I ain?t going back there anymore."