Interpret:

Keith Urban

Album:

In The Ranch

Billy left on Friday night with twenty dollars cash
 Had a thousand more and a diamond on his hand
 When he got back
 I don't know just where Billy got that dough.


 Saturday he spent in style
 Drinks were on the house
 Lincoln here, and a Jackson there
 Suspicions were aroused.


 A dime was dropped and a name was named
 A body soon was found
 A travelin' Bilble salesman
 On his monthly trip to town.


 Three bullet holes
 A .38 done took his soul
 What do you know
 No diamond ring, no money roll.


 A quick investigation
 They dragged Billy to the station
 And broke him down with the third degree
 His alibi unraveled
 Judge Riley banged his gavel
 A 12-man jury all agreed
 So he must be guilty.


 I knew Billy spent that night
 Winning big at cards
 And the salesman was a married man
 Who broke my sisters heart.


 Billy sits in Levenworth
 Waiting for the gas
 And I know lots of other things
 But no one ever asked.


 So they'll never know
 Swear to God they'll never know
 Case is closed, that's how
 The story will be told...