And thank God he didn't own a gun
"He's been paying all the bills for years"
He took a step toward the man on the ground
He heard the boyfriend shout, "Get out"
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, yeah
Pulled out an envelope filled with money
It was a junk house in South Carolina
And the white milk dripped down with the blood
His mama reached behind the sugar and honey, and
But he was old and he was bound to lose
If you must know, the truth about the tale
Just then, his little brother came in
La, la, la, la, la, la
He heard himself say, "That must be my daddy"
Billy got up enough courage, took it up
And knocked the priest right down to his shoes
"Mama, let's put this body underneath the trees
That got delivered every morning at nine
And Billy shouted, "Daddy, why'd you have to come back here?"
The boyfriend hit as hard as he could
"Well, this preacher here was attacking your mama"
Holding the milk man's hat and a bottle of gin singing
That were given to him when he was young
Along with his older brother Billy
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, yeah
Held a boy, the age of ten
So Billy took dead aim at his face
Well, Billy woke up in the back of his truck
He turned around and put the lock on the door
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, yeah
He looked dead into the boyfriend's eye
Well, now Billy knew but never actually met
And the boyfriend fell down dead for good
From his mouth trickled out a little audible sound
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, yeah
Turn the priest into a shell of a man
He saw that red necked bastard with a hammer
But Billy knew just who was starting the drama
That priest was putting up the fight of his life
Who was a triple loser with some blue tattoos
Right next to the preacher who was gasping for air
Trying to choke the man
And grabbed the first blunt thing he could find
La, la, la, la, la, la
And put Daddy in the truck and head to Tennessee"
Threw up, and had to struggle to stand
The preacher lying there in the room
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, yeah
His mother was a ghost, too upset to cry, then
With her red headed head in her hands
And found himself a big surprise
While the boyfriend had his gloves wrapped around an old priest
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, yeah
He took a peep into the back of the house
And Billy said, "Not till I know what this is all about"
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, yeah
Not one of 'em knows the end
Took a minute to open his eyes
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, yeah
"Your daddy gave us this," she collapsed in tears
Billy looked up from the window to the truck
And their mother and her boyfriend
And smashed the bottle on the man who left his dad in disgrace
Well, now you heard another side to the story
He didn't see his brother but there was his mother
So many other people try to tell the tale
Billy broke in and saw the blood on the floor, and
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, yeah
And a drunk temper that was easy to lose
It was a cold, glass bottle of milk
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, yeah
But you wanna know how it ends?
Then he knew what he was gonna do