Well, I never planned to stay
Even as a kid it seemed too gray
Secretly I'd wait, plotting my escape
But a town like this just has a way of keeping you
When papa suddenly up and pa**ed away
Mama was never the same and it meant more chores for me
There wasn't time to cry, we still had a farm to run
Beaumont Blues #1
When I met Savannah Jean we were barely both sixteen
We got to kissing quick, ended up with a kid
We were scared a s hell, broke as well, but we married
On the day they closed the factory, they cut us out at three
With only two weeks worth of severance and a hundred heaps of misery
I told my wife and little LoraBelle, “Girls, we'll make do”
Beaumont Blues #2
My folks got married here, are buried here, and I carry the family name
I'm proud of what they did, but dammit if I ain't doomed to do the same
I ain't doomed to do the same
Dear Sheriff Holloway, I never meant to murder Cody White
But I saw red, shot him dead, for he had bed my wife
I grabbed LoraBelle and bolted east towards Smithville
I write you in surrender from the Katy House Motel
Send your boys to drag me back and put me in the darkest cell
Those bars won't feel no different than those city lines did to me
Beaumont Blues #3
I'll two-step to the chair in dead man's shoes
Beaumont Blues