My Blue
(One, two, three, four)
Jackie's daddy drove a long-haul, black gravel, down hard roads
Met his momma at a truck stop when turnin' tricks had come to blows
Jackie never really knew that man, but his temper was all the same
Never had another damn thing but his momma and her last name, alright
Screen doors on a double-wide at the end of Anita Street
Jackie's momma got sick that summer and the bills got hard to beat
One night, after supper time, she put Jackie down to bed
Sang him one last lullaby, put a bullet in her head
Yeah, she sang
My blue
Jackie started workin' pipeline, and he failed up out of school
Fell in love with the white line and a girl from Vanderpool
Started runnin' with the wrong crowd, the kind Jackie always liked
Before he ever seen it comin' his way, he was runnin' for his life
Paid cash for a motel, then he turned out all the lights
Heard a knock on the front door, yeah, he knew it didn't feel right
Jackie lit up a cigarette, but he didn't make a sound
Put a bullet through the drywall, and when the body hit the ground
Yeah, he sang (He sang, he sang)
Yeah, he sang (He sang, he sang)
Yeah, he sang (He sang, he sang)
My blue (My blue, my blue)
Late winter after sundown, I seen Jackie at my door
Needed money and an alibi, couldn't stay here anymore
Said he never should've shot that man, but his wife came on to me
You can't hide in small town with blood on your sleeve
Jackie didn't wanna run away, but he held onto his mind
He had never even been away from the limestone county lights
Took a greyhound runnin' west with an apple in his sack
Crying, lookin' out the windowpane, he was never comin' back
He sang (He sang, he sang)
Yeah, he sang (He sang, he sang)
Yeah, he sang (He sang, he sang)
My blue (My blue, my blue)
Yeah, he sang (He sang, he sang)
Yeah, he sang (He sang, he sang)
Yeah, he sang(He sang, he sang)
My blue (My blue, my blue)
