| He never wanted it like this
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| Just for once, (he'd) like to be greeted with a kiss
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| But he’s scared of his own home
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| She never leaves him alone
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| For twenty-three years he stood silently
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| While she took his manhood, and his dignity
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| But Now the kids are all gone
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| This shouldn’t take very long
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| He dug a shallow grave
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| To the earth he took his spade
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| Couldn’t stand for one more day
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| So he dug a shallow grave
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| He takes breath and he says a prayer
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| He raises his shovel high into the air
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| He brings it down upon her head
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| Just one blow and now she’s dead
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| He drags her body to the back door
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| Leaves a trail of blood on the floor
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| He bends down to close her eyes
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| And then he starts to cry
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| But never the less, he’s glad that she’s gone
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| He throws her in the ground and he piles the dirt on
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| He goes inside to wash his face
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| He feels his heart begin to race
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| He dug a shallow grave
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| To the earth he took his spade
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| Couldn’t stand for one more day
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| So he dug a shallow grave
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| He Starts to realize just what he’s done
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| He goes into the basement, and he grabs his gun
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| He puts the barrel to his head
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| He can’t believe she’s really dead
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| What will he tell the neighbors, when they pass by the way?
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| What will he tell the children, when they come on Christmas day?
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| What will he tell her parents, when they ask for their daughter?
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| What will he tell the D.A. |
| when they charge him with manslaughter?
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| He pulls the trigger and he hears a click
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| The quick solution’s not always the quickest fix
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| He dug a shallow grave
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| To the earth he took his spade
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| Couldn’t stand for one more day
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| So he dug a shallow grave |