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Rest In Peace Lyrics


Taylor Austin Dye Rest In Peace

[Verse 1]
Jay Michael Adams, thirty-five
Kentucky born, and he's survived
By his wife and his three boys
Good Lord
Plain wooden casket
Peace lilies and a wicker basket
Dry eyes, it's no surprise
He was livin' on borrowed time

[Pre-Chorus]
Who did it?
Who done did it?
Somebody took one for the team
Who did it?
Who done did it?
Never gonna find out it was me
[Chorus]
She called me up at a quarter past three
Big sister, he hit me
Enough is enough, said, "Give me fifteen"
'Cause blood's thicker than whiskey
Waited long enough 'til he was blackout drunk
Cinder block on the pedal, threw him in his truck
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust

[Post-Chorus]
Who did it?
Who done did it?
Never gonna find out it was me
Who did it?
Who done did it?
Take it to the grave, baby, rest in peace

[Verse 2]
His momma's still cryin'
And the preacher keeps on lyin'
No, he was not
A man of God
'Cause he'd been caught too many times
Was a thief and a cheater, a natural born deceiver
But the moment that he beat her
His ass was mine
[Chorus]
She called me up at a quarter past three
Big sister, he hit me
Enough is enough, said, "Give me fifteen"
'Cause blood's thicker than whiskey
Waited long enough 'til he was blackout drunk
Cinder block on the pedal, threw him in his truck
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust

[Post-Chorus]
Who did it?
Who done did it?
Never gonna find out it was me
Who did it?
Who done did it?
Take it to the grave, baby, rest in peace

[Bridge]
I don't claim to be a saint
But no, it didn't feel like a sin
Felt like he got what was comin' to him

[Chorus]
She called me up at a quarter past three
Big sister, he hit me
Enough is enough, said, "Give me fifteen"
'Cause blood's thicker than whiskey
Waited long enough 'til he was blackout drunk
Cinder block on the pedal, threw him in his truck
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
[Post-Chorus]
Who did it?
Who done did it?
Never gonna find out it was me
Who did it?
Who done did it?
Take it to the grave, baby, rest in peace


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