deep down in virginia there was born a child to a lovely widow sensitive but wild he grew up meek and mellow the girls all called him cute he watched his mother s murder it left him dumb mute he drifted up to richmond in his hand his father s hat a colt revolver hidden in his trench coat worn and black there he met a porter late to catch a train he shot him for a quarter he stole his ticket and his name then he rode into manhattan 14th street a folded photo in his pocket of the man he came to meet there a man sat strumming a rusty steel guitar picking out a love song about a lady and her car i know why you re here the old man sang in time your old lady is no longer and you ve pinned me for the crime before i am dispatched there s something i gotta say your momma tried to trade you for a brand new chevrolet so i stabbed her in the heart and i thought you were asleep and when i saw your eyes were open i knew you d never speak i couldn t leave you thinking you were made to give away so i left you with a photo and here you stand today that tune you heard me played that song was just for you i ve been waiting 20 years so do what you gotta do a watch was slowly set in the eerie pregnant pause the man had took his family but left him with a cause and as the daylight faded stretching warming over the floor they hummed the tune together and outside the engines roared