In a Pit of Anger
I one was as a-rottin'
As you'd think a man could be
I spent my days a-loadin'
My 1873
I had no wife to watch me
I'd lost her years ago
As for my one and only son
He had no fights to own
I spent my days a-walkin'
Out on the edge of town
Lookin’ for a man
Who could put me in the ground
I stood there like a statue
As I'd done in time before
My boy walked up
Said, "Daddy don't kill no more"
I said, "Now boy, you listen
You get up and you go on home
You're 17 years old
And you got no fights to own"
He said, “Pa, you don’t need to kill
To prove that you’re a man”
I said, "Shut up put on this belt
Or you’ll be dammed"
My boy he said, "No, Daddy"
I said, "Shut up and pull your gun"
He threw it in the dirt...
And I shot my only son...
My God... my son what have I done?
Words echoed through the skies
I knelt down right beside him
You've got your momma's eyes…
He said, "I love you, Daddy
I know you meant no wrong"
I tried to speak "I know daddy
You loved me all along"
Come on, get up let's go on home
"No, Daddy I've got to go
We'll meet up again around the bend
And we'll walk on down the road"