Christopher Charles Turner

By the crooked Miller's Road
Baby left me all alone.
If you see the circuit judge
Pass along my baby's love.

By the shallow wishing pool
I took baby for a fool.
Went out for a little taste
Not from baby's dinner plate.

By the way I said her name
Nothing would be left the same.
"Lazy dog's been running here,"
Said Iago in her ear.

By the way her brothers three
Contemplate the gallows tree,
Seven-hundred miles I drove
Running from that crooked road.



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Writer(s): Christopher Charles Turner
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