I remember how she used to toss her
head and shake her honey colored hair
I can close my eyes and almost feel
the warmth of her beneath my hands
And as I lie here in the night and
hug my pillow to my chest
I feel her calling me in deep
But I don′t talk about Marie
It's more than I can stand to have her always
on my mind but never in my arms
The fever that I feel inside for her
becomes a chill I can't control
And as I lie here staring through the bars
and fight for sleep I wonder
was it worth the things she did to me
I remember how it was when
But I can′t recall just where
But I can hear her scornful laugh
and see the metal in her eyes
And feel her throat once warm
And if I ever gave a thought that it might end
I never thought that it would
Me killin' her for lovin′ him
Lord, I've not forgot Marie
