25 June 2012
Hey my darlin', just a note In fact, the last thing I ever wrote Honey when you became my wife Never been so proud in all my life A simple country boy, wild and free You did the honour of marryin' me For worse or better, just the same Until the Vietnam call came A tour of duty for two years I held you tightly thru your tears I 'member you sayin', they must be wrong Just keep my chair warm, I won't be long
I spent time fightin' as a Marine A lean and mean killin' machine I saw blood and guts and stuff But after two years I'd had enough Finished my tour in '72 And I flew straight back home to you With purple hearts upon my chest As a sergeant, I sure looked my best But when I got there, somethin' had changed Our lives, it seems, were rearranged The reason soon became pretty clear The man in my chair sittin' on his rear See I'm from the Bayou, I don't know much 'Bout rules and regs, and love and such One thing I know, you're still my wife And with that in mind, I took his life
So now I sit upon Death Row And the reason, only you can know Please don't visit, do not swing by Don't wanna know your reasons why Just know this, I love ya still You can visit me when I'm at Boot Hill
Darlin' • Opuss № I