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(Justin Tubb) Well, it's still talked about today and it's been seven years Since the death of pretty Shirley Jones They found her out on River Road a belt around her neck And they called it murder by persens unknown. Now Shirley's reputation left a lot to be dsired She used to dance and drink a lot back then The sheriff said some drifter likely picked her up that night And took her out to River Road and done her in. Well, several people saw her at the Cross Roads Inn that night They said she seemed so happy and so gay But they all said that she left early and she was alone And that's why it's still a mystery to this day. She picked me up just as we planned out where the river skirts the edge of town Then we drove down on River Road and parked about a mile below the dam And we were in each other's arms when I felt that cold steel behind my head And a strange voice whispered do exactly as I say or you are dead. I never saw his face cause I fell back and closed my eyes in mortal fright But then when I heard her scream I jumped up and ran off into the night And stumbled blindly through the woods with Shirley's screams are ringing in my ears And sometimes in my dreams at night I still can hear her after all these years. And to this day I curse myself but if I hadn't run Is there a chance I might have changed her fate And shamefully I still remember gettin' home that night And telling my wife sorry I'm so late. Well, it's still talked about today and it's been seven years And every time I drive back out that way I hear the sheriff say some drifter prob'ly done her in And that's why it's still a mystery to this day. That's why it's still a mystery to this day... |