Lyrics
Show me right where it hurts
Got a bruise on his back where the boots kept kicking
Bloody stain on his shirt
But it fits so nicely that he is not complaining
Can I tell you a story
Can I play you a song called giving up on glory
Can I tell you a story
He lived so slow but he died so quickly
So damn quickly
One through ten then I drew my fifty
(Somebody, somebody, somebody shot him down)
Mariana all the blame's on me
Tell your mama all the blames on
He had to go but she'll move on quickly
(Somebody, somebody somebody shot him down)
Men have reasons for running
Glass bottles get thrown
Grass widows do the aiming
I never claimed to be holy
We're belly-through-the-brush
While he's belly-up and floating
Can you tell me a story
Can you play me a song called pay me what you owe me
Can I tell you a story
He lived so slow but he died so quickly
(So damn quickly)
One through ten then I drew my fifty
(Somebody, somebody somebody shot him down)
Mariana all the blame's on me
Tell your mama all the blames on
He had to go but she'll move on quickly
(Somebody, somebody, somebody shot him down)
He lived so slow but he died so quickly
(He couldn't hit me)
One through ten then I drew my fifty
(Somebody, somebody somebody shot him down)
Mariana all the blame's on me
Tell your mama all the blames on
He had to go but she'll move on quickly
(Somebody, somebody, somebody shot him down)
WRITERS
Reghan Geddes
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