your delivery was flawless when you told me the news
like you’d been every inch of the seventeen mile hike in my shoes
you said
daddy’s dead
and it won’t be long son before you die too
so i grabbed my shiny forty five
took my coat off the chair and sighed
"it’s gonna be a long night for me too"
and i turned to look momma in the eyes
but she just hung her head and cried
"someday i know you’ll find truth"
so i kissed momma on her cheek and left
closed the door and headed west
stumbling, trying to shake these blues
i got an old leather jacket, almost all the nails to my casket
i keep in my pocket
just for fun.
and when I’m done deciding, I’m tired of lying
to myself
I'll grab those rusty nails
one by one and exhale
and hammer my blues away.