Drinking whiskey by the candlelight
My son explained how he came back home and found his wife in their bed with a man
He let them go but now wants to hear what I would have done
In my stupor I spoke too much, and said I would have shot him to death
Soon after he got his chance
Beat him raw and shot his wife dead
Weeping willow
My family tree
Weeping willow
My shame is profound
Their blood is on my hands as well
My anguish burns
Let it go!
Tracked him down, arrested him
All your life now in this shadow
You’ll pay the debt
I swear to bring him to account
My anguish burns
Let it go!
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