Lyrics

DEAD KATE (words & music by the Hellroys)

Dead Kate, poor old dead Kate
Put dimes on the eyes
Of Poor old dead Kate
She gave up her life
For this marginally
Entertaining song. Poor old dead Kate

Kate had to be murdered. I didn’t want to hurt her
But a ballad about a murder is what a country band needs
So I took her to the woods and I took her by her good hand
I smashed her pretty noggin with a branch of a pine tree


But that branch didn’t kill her. All it did was fill her
With rage, she pulled a knife that I didn't know she had
The first cut didn't hurt much. It only cut my shirt, but
The second slice circumcised me thru the front of my jeans


While I bled, Kate ran away
Out the woods, to the interstate
Where she was flattened by an 18-wheel Peterbilt truck
So I never went to no jail. Kate's dead as a doornail
So this ain't no murder ballad, but...
Close enough

Dead Kate. Poor old dead Kate
Let's all raise a glass for Poor old dead Kate
She gave up her life for this marginally
Entertaining song. Poor old dead Kate