At a bar down in the city
Let a man call you, my care
He was handsome, smart and funny
We got married right away
Had a beautiful wedding at sunset
Spent our honeymoon in Paris
Bought a house just outside the city
Soon I was carrying child number three
One night late in the evening
He was drunk when he came from the bar
It all felt really bizarre
And I was hit with my own guitar
Soft rain fell down to the grass
Bloodstains on my drinking glass
was the day before Christmas Eve
He cried and said he was sorry,
when I was about to leave
A million times I regretted,
wish I'd walked out that door
For ten years my life was a nightmare
I just couldn't take no more
I went down to a store in town
For a gun that I hid in my drawer
The suffering fell down to the grass,
The last days on my drinking glass are in
I've shot my husband dead
The soft rain fell down to the grass,
Suffering fell down to the grass,
Blessings on my drinking glass are red
