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Wednesday, May 27, 2015

MURDER SONGS


SONGS ABOUT MURDER

 Jenny Was A Friend Of Mine – The Killers

We took a walk that night, but it wasn't the same

We had a fight on the promenade out in the rain

She said she loved me, but she had somewhere to go

She couldn't scream while I held I close

I swore I'd never let her go
 

 Tell me what you want to know

Oh come on, oh come on, oh come on

There ain't no motive for this crime

Jenny was a friend of mine

So come on, oh come on, oh come on

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Delilah – Tom Jones

 
I saw the light on the night that I passed by her window

I saw the flickering shadow of love on her blind

She was my woman

As she deceived me I watched and went out of my mind
 

My my my Delilah

Why why why Delilah

I could see, that girl was no good for me

But I was lost like a slave that no man could free

 
At break of day when that man drove away I was waiting

I crossed the street to her house and she opened the door

She stood there laughing

I felt the knife in my hand and she laughed no more

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I Shot The Sheriff – Bob Marley

 
I shot the sheriff, but I didn't shoot no deputy

Oh, no, oh

I shot the sheriff, but I didn't shoot no deputy

Ooh, ooh, ooh Yeah
 

All around in my hometown

They're tryin' to track me down, yeah

They say they want to bring me in guilty

For the killing of a deputy, for the life of a deputy

But I say, oh, now, now...

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Goodbye Earl – Dixie Chicks



Mary Anne and Wanda were the best of friends

All through their high school days

Both members of the 4H club, both active in the FFA

After graduation

Mary Anne went out lookin' for a bright new world

Wanda looked all around this town and all she found was Earl

 
Well, it wasn't two weeks after she got married that

Wanda started gettin' abused

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That Earl had to die, goodbye Earl

Those black-eyed peas, they tasted alright to me, Earl

You're feelin' weak? Why don't you lay down and sleep, Earl

Ain't it dark wrapped up in that tarp, Earl

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Psycho Killer – Talking Heads



I can't seem to face up to the facts

I'm tense and nervous and I can't relax

I can't sleep 'cause my bed's on fire

Don't touch me I'm a real live wire

 
Psycho Killer, qu'est que c'est

Fa-fa-far better

Run, run, run, run, run, run, run away

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Folsom Prison Blues – Johnny Cash



I hear the train a comin'

It's rollin' 'round the bend,

And I ain't seen the sunshine

Since, I don't know when

I'm stuck in Folsom Prison

And time keeps draggin' on

But that train keeps a-rollin'

On down to San Antone

 
When I was just a baby

My Mama told me, "Son

Always be a good boy

Don't ever play with guns,"

But I shot a man in Reno

Just to watch him die

When I hear that whistle blowin'

I hang my head and cry

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Used To Love Her – Guns N’ Roses



I used to love her, but I had to kill her

I used to love her, but I had to kill her

I had to put her, six feet under, and I can still hear her complain

 
I used to love her, but I had to kill her

I used to love her, but I had to kill her

I knew I'd miss her, so I had to keep her

She's buried right in my back yard

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Man Down – Rihanna



I didn't mean to end his life, I know it wasn't right

I can't even sleep at night, can't get it off my mind

I need to get out of sight, fore I end up behind bars

 
What started out as a simple altercation

Turned into a real sticky situation

Me just thinking on the time that I'm facing

Makes me wanna cry

 'Cause I didn't mean to hurt him

Coulda been somebody's son

And I took his heart when

I pulled out that gun

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Bohemian Rhapsody – Queen



Is this the real life?

Is this just fantasy?

Caught in a landslide

No escape from reality

Open your eyes

Look up to the skies and see

I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy

Because I'm easy come, easy go

A little high, little low

Anyway the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me, to me


Mama, just killed a man

Put a gun against his head

Pulled my trigger, now he's dead

Mama, life had just begun

But now I've gone and thrown it all away

Mama, ooo

Didn't mean to make you cry

If I'm not back again this time tomorrow

Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters

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Do you have a favorite Murder Song?
I'm partial to Delilah.