Claude Murray stayed up for three days He was in love, he didn't know what to do He was going raving f**ing mad Even his wife knew something was wrong They parked outside the girl's house Until the one legged kid finally left the house They followed him along the logging roads and In the darkness the kid's truck broke Claude's wife jealous and crazed also up for three days shot the kid in the face See, all along she thought he was in love with the kid She started singing, she started singing with glee His wife had the strong back She dug the hole, under the Trees, she dug the hole Claude's patience came undone when she was only half done He shot her in the back of the head And the Trees started laughing ‘cause they knew Claude hadn't shoveled since '82 He was coughing and sweating and sweating and coughing He thought he was dying and the Trees sang with glee