Lay Him In The Ground
She came a long one evening from the southern part of town.
She seemed quite unsettled as her eyes kept darting round.
Mascara flooded from her cheeks onto her wedding gown.
She came to lay him in the ground.
She fell down onto her knees and looked towards the sky.
And called toward the heavens oh why my god oh why.
Her grief was uncontrolable her fists beat on the ground
She swore to lay him in the ground.
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At times it seems impossible when youve been delt a hand.
Your grief can not be satisfied its like some twisted plan.
Begining of a journey that seems to know no bounds.
To day you lay him in the ground.
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She found him in some tavern he was laying money down.
Then she produced a pistol from beneath her wedding gown.
It may seem impossible sorted and profound.
This day she'll lay him in the ground.
