Kacy & Clayton - Dyin' Bed Maker

I won't speak ill of the dead
I will not speak ill of the dead
But I can’t forget the words she said
Lying in her dying bed

Some said they heard her cry
Some said they heard her cry
I’m not about to tell a lie
Won't admit I did it till I die

I know he loved me best
I know he loved me best
How easily she undressed
I hope she likes eternal rest
Ha ahhh ahhhhhh
Ha ahhh ahhhhhh

Her lips as sweet as wine
Her lips as sweet as wine
Kissing on that man of mine
This will be the last time

Blood stains on my hands
Blood stains upon my hands
I meddled with the good God’s plan
Now I'll never reach the glory land

I will never be content
I will never be content
I'll forever sing a slow lament
Before I ever do repent.

Comments

  • ×