put a hole in the ground just to bury your poor uncle put that shovel down for he s nearin toward his savior if his heart s light as a feather he can walk right in it s a shame it s heavier by the burdens of his sins oh me what have i done oh me what have i done have a paper son you can light yourself a cigarette he ll shine up his gun with the corner of my wedding dress never shoot at moving things just feels good in my hand makes me feel more threatening makes me feel like a man oh me what have i done oh me what have i done now god sees everything but does he have himself an x ray to see him lie to me the stink of gin and whiskey we ve been known to holler but i love that boy to death lipstick on his collar and some whiskey on his breath thought i saw clear waters storm was slow to rest he had lipstick on his collar and a bullet in his chest oh me what have i done oh me what have i done 