Jason Webley - Possession Sound lyrics

rate me

Soak up the blood from the carpet

Wash what is left of his head

But who’s gonna tend to you Margaret

Now that yo husband is dead?

Gather his hair for your locket

Sons in their trundle bed

He took his gun from his pocket

& saw to himself instead

Fare thee well, fare thee well, my angel

Fare thee well, they can’t hurt you now

Just rest your head from whence we were wed

In sweet Possession Sound

Send my regards to my father

Goodnight to George & John

We’re meant to care for each other

Until the great beyond

& high as I held you above me

As sure as my words were true

I know that you have neva luved me

But still you pretended to

Fare thee well, fare thee well, my angel

Fare thee well, they can’t hurt you now

We’ll rest your head from whence we were wed

In sweet Possession Sound

The rites were read & Justus is dead

In sweet Possession Sound