when i was a young man hard headed and full of pride
i had a child with a woman and asked her to be my bride
so i went to my best friend to see if hed be my best man
i never thought id see them holding each others hands
i said hey there friend shes to be my wife
and those lipstick stains are going to cost someone their life
tequila and jealousy mixed in with a gun
it changed all of our lives while killing one
my son youre 21 and its time for you to know
the truth of what happened twenty years ago
this mans not your uncle, in fact hes my best friend
but hes been like a brother by keeping this secret since then
now son your mother she was that woman
but we never married and i aint proud of what id done
when i was a young man i made my place in hell
i shot your mother and buried her in the corn where she fell
one last request before i go
look in my eyes, theyre filled with shame
ive done my best but i still have regrets
ive lost more than i have gained
so please spread my ashes
over the corn in an endless green iowa field
and if was a good man
well see it in what the harvest yields
