Well, it's 7 A.M. and she woke by the radio
Yeah, she rolled on over said, "Where did my man go?"
She's been a gunslinger's wife all her life
Now she fights when she's able
For the sake of the kids
When the knife's at their necks in the cradle

She screams
"I'll believe in you or I'll be leaving you tonight
I will believe in you or I'll be leaving you tonight"

Well she's got all the kids and she's got all their uses
But she loves them the same for neglect and abuses
Well, she got a warm spot where they fall
When they made up last evenin'
He said, "don't read too much into the fact that I'm leaving"

She screams
"I'll believe in you or I'll be leaving you tonight
I will believe in you or I'll be leaving you tonight
I will believe in you or I'll be leaving you tonight
I will believe in you or I'll be leaving you tonight"

How do I explain this? I mean, how do I put it into words?
One thing or another, but it's neither this or that
Actually, it's a collection of things
She said, "that's it, that's it, get out"

Her mother said, "kill him slow, at your leisure"
Ah, but desperate times call for desperate measures
So she went to the closet and she pulled the old gun down
"I'll put a bullet through his heart if he ain't home by sundown"
Yeah, 5:55 he comes walking in the front door smiling
He said, "don't read too much into what I ain't denying"

She screams
"I'll believe in you or I'll be leaving you tonight
I will believe in you or I'll be leaving you tonight
I will believe in you or I'll be leaving you tonight
I will believe in you or I'll be leaving you tonight"

Well, I believe in you
Well, I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe
I believe in you, alright, yeah, oh
Mm, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

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Writer(s): Kenneth James Baker