Well I ́m from the Midwest I know enough to cut a path around a wood chipper
Be careful of any conversation a man starts by callin' you skipper
'Cause there ain't no ocean 'round here
Though a lotta little lakes where you could disappear
I wonder what the fish are bitin' on today, Jimmy
She told me not to follow her down here said he was crazy about her
I guess I didn't know what that meant I just knew I couldn't do without her
Then I seen 'em through the window sash
He had a forty four pistol and a bag of cash
And she was foldin' some kinda pretty note paper into her breast pocket
What some people won't do, to break up a happy home
Well, I got the picture a temporary love shack In the middle of no place
They were plannin' on usin' that cash to get away
Bold-faced
Now how long did they think they could stay
The troopers and the Marshall's surely on their way
I ran through the yard and I banged my knee on his wood
Chipper
I was screamin' like a baby she appeared at the window, he opened the door
And when I looked up He said ""Skipper - What're you doin' here for""
One bullet to the head
Before I hit the ground I was dead
I guess I'm tellin' you this before you go fishin' now, Jimmy
What some people won't do, break up a happy home
Never found my body but they killed 'em in a shoot out five miles down the road
They found that note paper in her breast pocket thought it was somethin' written in code
But it was part of a letter set
I'd got her for Christmas ten years ago I'd bet
She used to just use the paper for her grocery list
(And it read) Eggs, Hamburger meat, Bread, Funyuns
Orange drink, Toilet paper, Tidy Bowl, Pickles, Little Debbie Snack Cakes
What some people won't do, break up a happy home