"Cold, Cold Earth" lyrics - ALLISON MOORER

The night was hot and steamy and crickets played their tune
Everyone was sleeping under an August moon
Except one man that sat awake, slowly going mad
Regretting that he'd thrown away the only love he had

A slave to the bottle, he'd driven his family to leave
A wife and two daughters he treated so terribly
Drunk with grief and loneliness, he wasn't thinking straight
He knew he couldn't live unless they pardoned his mistakes

He went into the city to try to make amends
Asked his love for pity but she would not give in
Overwhelmed with sadness, he reached for his gun
And took her life along with his before the morning sun

[Outro:]
Now they are lying in the cold, cold earth
Such a sad, sad story; such a sad, sad world