Live Oak

There's a man who walks beside me
 It is who I used to be
 And I wonder if she sees him
 And confuses him with me
 And I wonder who she's pinin' for
 On nights I'm not around
 Could it be the man who did the things
 I'm living down?
 I was rougher than a timber
 Shippin' out of Fond du Lac
 When I headed south at 17
 Ol' sheriff on my back
 I never held a lover in my arms or in my gaze
 So I found another victim every couple days
 But the night I fell in love with her
 I made my weakness known
 Through the fires and the farmers diggin' dusty fields alone
 The jealous innuendos of the lonely hearted men
 Let me know what kind of country I was sleeping in
 Well you couldn't stay a loner
 On the plains before the war
 My neighbors had been slightin' me
 I had to ask what for
 Rumors of my wickedness had reached our little town
 Soon she'd heard about the boys I used to hang around
 We'd robbed a Great Lakes freighter
 Killed a couple men or more
 And I told her her eyes flickered like the sharp steel of a sword
 All the things that she'd suspected
 I'd expected her to fear
 Was the truth that drew her to me when I landed here
 There's a man who walks beside me
 He is who I used to be
 And I wonder if she sees him and confuses him with me
 And I wonder who she's pinin' for
 On nights I'm not around
 Could it be the man who did the things
 I'm living down?
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 Well I carved a cross from live oak
 And a box from shortleaf pine
 Buried her so deep
 She touched the water table line
 I picked up what I needed
 And I headed south again
 To myself I wondered
 Would I find another friend
 There's a man who walks beside her
 It is who I used to be
 And I wonder if she sees him and confuses him with me
 
 There's a man who walks beside me
 It is who I used to be
 And I wonder if she sees him
 And confuses him with me
 And I wonder who she's pinin' for
 On nights I'm not around
 Could it be the man who did the things
 I'm living down?
 I was rougher than a timber
 Shippin' out of Fond du Lac
 When I headed south at 17
 Ol' sheriff on my back
 I never held a lover in my arms or in my gaze
 So I found another victim every couple days
 But the night I fell in love with her
 I made my weakness known
 Through the fires and the farmers diggin' dusty fields alone
 The jealous innuendos of the lonely hearted men
 Let me know what kind of country I was sleeping in
 Well you couldn't stay a loner
 On the plains before the war
 My neighbors had been slightin' me
 I had to ask what for
 Rumors of my wickedness had reached our little town
 Soon she'd heard about the boys I used to hang around
 We'd robbed a Great Lakes freighter
 Killed a couple men or more
 And I told her her eyes flickered like the sharp steel of a sword
 All the things that she'd suspected
 I'd expected her to fear
 Was the truth that drew her to me when I landed here
 There's a man who walks beside me
 He is who I used to be
 And I wonder if she sees him and confuses him with me
 And I wonder who she's pinin' for
 On nights I'm not around
 Could it be the man who did the things
 I'm living down?
 ♪
 Well I carved a cross from live oak
 And a box from shortleaf pine
 Buried her so deep
 She touched the water table line
 I picked up what I needed
 And I headed south again
 To myself I wondered
 Would I find another friend
 There's a man who walks beside her
 It is who I used to be
 And I wonder if she sees him and confuses him with me