Claude Allen (feat. Missy Raines)

Claude Allen, he and his dear father

Have met their fatal doom at last

Their friends are glad their troubles ended

And hope their souls are now at rest

Claude Allen he was tall and handsome

He still had hopes ‘til the end

That he might in some way or other

Escape his death at the Richmond pen

But the governor being so hard-hearted

Not carin’ what his friends might say

He finally took his sweet life from him

Now in the cold, cold ground he lay

Claude Allen had a pretty sweetheart

She mourned the loss of the one she loved

She hopes to meet beyond the river

His fair young face in heaven above

How sad, how sad to think of killin’

A man in all his youthful years

to leave his poor old mother weepin’

And all his friends in bitter tears

Look up on yon lonely mountain

Claude Allen sleeps beneath the clay

You’ll no more hear his words of mercy

Or see his face 'til judgement day

Come all young men, from this take warning

Be careful how you go astray

Or you might be like poor Claude Allen

And have this awful debt to pay