Murder Ballad No. 3

Autumn skies nearing twilight always seem to get me down
So impressive just beyond the falling leaves
In the lake, near the lilies, is a brand new fancy gown
Which I thought that I would show you Christmas Eve

But that seems so far away now, cause the pumpkins still look fresh
And there's still the scent of candy in the air
Gainst the crisp, there's the sugar, gainst the teeth the sweets will mesh
And there's no thought to the masks the children wear

And there I thought I saw your face behind the fox
Holding something out of sight just behind a pearly box
And the music was so loud, that I didn't hear you cocking
In positions locking
The Pin and the Hammer go
Bang

Bloody tears on my waistcoat trickle down and paint my shoes
And they follow like a trail on the leaves
I look up, to the sky, how I wish it could be blue
But it's orange as a fire on Christmas eve

And it seems so deep within me, this present that you've sent
A gift that keeps on giving from the start
Can you tell me, please and truthf'lly
Were your warm affections went
And why you've sent this cold lead to heart

And there I thought I saw you face behind a mask
Holding something sinister, for a sinisterly task
And the music was so loud, that you didn't hear me asking
In passion basking
The path to your bedroom again

And The Bang of the Drum hid the Bang of the Gun
And you left without saying goodbye
And you left me to stumble out onto the ground
And just like a bird, off you fly
Oh Heavens, what a woeful way to die
My baby shot me down and I don't know why
Yes, my baby shot me down and I don't know why

(Could it be that you held her aground)
No, that's not the man that I am
(Could it be that you slapped her around)
If that's so, then I'd gladly be damned
(Does she love another)
I told her
"Please leave me if you see fit"
(Could it be that you murdered her brother)
You know what, that might've been it
(Oof)
But

God help me, still a horrible way to die
My baby shot me down and I don't know
Well, come to think of it
I made a link of it
She shot me down in the Hartford sky

And I think I'm gonna lay me down and die



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Writer(s): James Booth
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