Well I married me a wife, gave me trouble all my life
Run me out in the cold rain and snow,
rain and snow, run me out in the cold rain and snow
She came on down the stairs throwin' back her yellow hair
and her cheeks were as red as a rose,
as a rose, her cheeks were as red as a rose
she came into the room where she met her fatal doom
and I aint gonna be treated this old way,
this old way, and I ain't gonna be treated this old way
I shot through the head and I laid her on the bed
and I ain't gonna be treated this old way
this old way, and I ain't gonna be treated this old way
Her baby cried all night I know that what I done ain't right
the wind howls her name oh so low,
oh so low, the wind howls her name oh so low

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