Fateful Day - Tex Perkins, Charlie Owen, Don Walker

Fateful day

Fateful day

Fateful day

Fateful day

If it hadn’t been for whiskey

I’d be free as any bird

To fly away so far away

If they say that I went crazy

It was triggered by the things

I overheard that fateful day

The last thing I remember

Someone used my mother’s name

I could not turn or walk away

They say there was a murder

And the judge and jury said

I was to blame that fateful day

Fateful day

Fateful day

Fateful day

Fateful day

Now I’m sitting in a place

Where violence is its own reward

I hug my bones and try to pay

I got this old prison Bible

That says vengeance is the Lord’s

And I must pay for that fateful day

When I think about my mother now

I know that I have sinned

I hang my head and start to cry

There’s no way I can change

The situation that I’m in

Or the fateful day that I must die

Fateful day