(Bill Fold - Bob Ferguson)

I asked my love to take a walk
Just to walk a little ways
As we talked about our future wedding day
And when she told me she can never be mine.

I placed a knife against her breast
As into my arms she pressed
She cried, oh, please don't murder me
I'm not prepared for eternity.

Only say that you'll be mine
In no other's arms entwined
Down beside where the waters flow
Down by the banks of the Ohio.

I started home between twelve and one
I cried my God what have I done
I've murdered the only girl I loved
Because she would not be my bride.

Only say that you'll be mine
In no other's arms entwined
Down beside where the waters flow
Down by the banks of the Ohio.

Down by the banks of the Ohio...