Baton Rouge, June 3 1891
The white of your eyes shined brighter than the moon that lit that place
And your crooked yellow smile grew wider as it crept across your face
You said "honey have no fear, oh the devil himself runs from me
Oh I'm a man of my desires, a man who'll stop at nothing to be free"
Your eyes grew even wilder as you reached around behind you for your gun
You said "come on baby closer, I promise I don't bite like this thing does"
And you whispered in my ear “this here's the reason Johnny's not come home
You've got one bullet for revenge so take your aim sweetheart, I'll move slow”
So you stepped onto that log and you spread your arms into the great black night
You said "go on take your shot girl, you've got it easy, I’ll put up no fight"
So I raised up your old gun and I aimed right between your glowing eyes
And the sound it shook the earth and sent off birds into the smoky skies
As the smoke cleared from my eyes, there upon that log you still stood
And as your eyes met mine, I knew that was the last time that they would
You said "sorry ‘bout your luck pal, I told you even death will run from me
But you ain't got that reputation so give Johnny my hello and niceties”