verse 1 she run off and took our only chicken when I broke jail the house was burnt and bare the Japs moved plant back to Osaka some days life just doesn't seem that fair I don't even care I don't give a damn Crystal, hotter than a two dollar pistol I fixin to start bluffin’ you today Crystal, girl you hear that whistle it the sound of the wind blowing through bullet hole in your skull that I just made verse 2 my dreams are all dead and buried sometimes I wish the sun would just explode when god comes and calls me to his kingdom I'll take all you sons of bitches when I go let her blow let her blow