bennett simpson

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Kira
(Bennett Simpson)

I hope this letter finds you well, my pretty darling girl,
I’ve been working through the reds and blues a-hollerin’ and clamorin’ about.
Kira found me a few weeks back, and I gave her all she asked,
Made a thousand dollars flat.

I wake up and kneel and pray, and God don’t fill my empty plate,
And there’s dollars to be made without a rail tie or a shovel in the ground.
I am not an evil man, but I filled up Kira’s hands,
And it sent her to her grave.

I write to tell you that I’m doing fine out in the mud,
Darling I’ll be back to town, once the talk’s all settled down,
Hold me tight and hold me long, darling say I’m not,
A guilty man until I’m laying in the ground.

Jesus told me in my day, “find forgiveness ‘fore you lay,
I’ll be gone long as the powder, pills and blame all follow you around”.
While I stand here growing old, and Kira’s blood goes running cold,
I’ll be begging to be saved.

I write to tell you that I’m doing fine out in the mud,
Darling I’ll be back to town, once the talk’s all settled down,
Hold me tight and hold me long, darling say I’m not,
A guilty man until I’m laying in the ground.

I write to tell you that I’m doing fine out in the mud,
Darling I’ll be back to town, once the talk’s all settled down,
Hold me tight and hold me long, darling say I’m not,
A guilty man until I’m laying in the ground.