She fell down on her bended knees, for mercy she did cry
“Oh Willy dear, don’t kill me here, I’m unprepared to die”
She never spoke another word, I only beat her more
Until the ground around me within her blood did flow
You know, to me nothing screams horror like a creepy old-timey folk song, and our annual Halloween playlists aren’t complete without a creepy old-timey folk song.
Enter The Louvin Brothers and their 1956 take on a traditional Appalachian murder ballad, Knoxville Girl. You want creepy old-timey folk music? You got it with this slice of country nuggetry.
In this tale of morbid… morbidity, the Bros Louvin recount the event of a country gent who fell in love with a Tennessee girl, invited her out for an evening stroll, and promptly and inexplicably murders her for no particular reason at all.
So you ask, what’s my personal take on this tale? She probably dumped him and he couldn’t quite take the rejection. I suppose you could say…
… that she lost that Louvin feelin’.
(I’m just gonna walk away now…)
They carried me down to Knoxville and put me in a cell
My friends all tried to get me out but none could go my bail
I’m here to waste my life away down in this dirty old jail
Because I murdered that Knoxville girl, the girl I loved so well