Perry Blake - The Ballad Of Billy Bob текст песни

Billy Bob was chicken raised
And highly strung
He was so young
To get away he stole a car and took a bride
She was beautiful

I don't know why
I loved her
I don't know why
I did
I don't know why
I loved her
I don't know why

Billy Bob got out of jail he was afraid
Of life in the slums
To celebrate he fixed his smile and bought a gun
Told everyone...

I don't know why
I shot her
I don't know why
I did
I don't know why
I loved her
I don't know why

I don't know why
I shot her
I don't know why
I did
I don't know why
I killed her
I don't know why

I don't know why
I don't know why