True love is a blessing, true love is a curse Loneliness or hell fire, who knows which is worse
I loved her with a vengeance, I gave her all I had I never really knew her or why she looked so sad I tried to understand her, gave her all I could Rumors began to circulate all over the neighborhood I tried to ignore them, called them vicious lies I knew that if I believed them, one of us must die
True love, true love
Passion breeds suspicion, envy, jealousy I raised my hand against her, she pulled a gun on me Twice she pulled the trigger, twice I called her name I hit the floor a bleeding, foolish pride was to blame She’s down in Oklahoma, I’m buried in Tennessee Flowers she puts on my grave on our wedding anniversary