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He told that boy, judge
He warned he held a grudge
But that fool kept on writing her
Wagering his life for another man's wife
So he dragged the poor bastard by his throat
Cold steel, heavy, wintering in his coat
It was here I heard a wraith from my quiet little boxcar
As he turned him into meat with that violent-looking crowbar
And once he had his fill, the boy's voice a deathly wail
He wrapped his bloody lips and teeth around a railroad nail
Then he kicked him like a snarling dog underneath the chin
The shattering cracked for miles as he lay drowning in his sin
That boy's been dead many years and some nights I hear him whisper
The fissures in his teeth now leave that sweet talker a lisper
He told that boy, judge
He warned he held a grudge
But that fool kept on writing her
Wagering his life for another man's wife