My Old Man lyrics

My old man was a good old man
Finest one in the whole land
Fancy suit, white brim on his head
I loved the things he did with his hands
He was mine, he was mine oh mine
At least that's what I thought at the time
When his blood was on my hands
I thought he'd never touch another woman again

My old man, he shoulda thought twice
Knew he was my only vice
If I hide, will anyone see
That my other vice was jealousy

My old man, he shoulda thought twice
Knew he was my only vice
If I hide, will anyone see
That my other vice was jealousy

Whеn I closed the trunk on him
I drove down to thе river where we used to swim
Dead trees, two foot of snow
Who would look for him in this freezing cold?
Broken bones, a gash in his head
I thought for sure that he was dead
When his body floated away, his eyes flew open
And he screamed my name
Poor old me, I shoulda thought twice
Knew he was my only vice
If I bat my eyes, will anyone see
That my other vice was jealousy

Poor old me, I shoulda thought twice
Knew he was my only vice
If I bat my eyes, will anyone see
That my other vice was jealousy