I've been going like a quarry slave at night All busted down and burning for my bed I've been thinking about a woman in a wild Kentucky town Where the mountains are high near Harlan And the whirlpools twirl on down There my secret can be found In the dark and bloody ground In the dark and bloody ground Oh how I've missed you Oh how I've cried I'd like to lay down by my side Love you just once before I die And I'd be gentle, and I'd never hurt you And God might send a moonbeam Lay us down in pleasant dreams Whatsoever things are lovely Whatsoever things are true Whatsoever things are kind and pure Thank you, these things And God might send down a moonbeam And lay us down in pleasant dreams Dewy was my best friend, he was tall Stood six foot nine against the wall We both loved the same girl, but Dewy he went bad And I guess you could say it made one mad He didn't have to do those awful things to you Yeah Dewy made me sick But I guess it takes two heels to click I took my nine pound hammer Swung it hard and swung it round I kicked him in the temple Watched him fall to the ground, woah My blade found its mark in the dark And that blood flowed in the sand From that tall Kentucky man Oh hell hath no fury like the blues When a man's got on his killing shoes In the dark and bloody ground In the dark and bloody ground In the dark and bloody ground The dark and bloody ground