DON WALKER
- Fateful Day Lyrics / with translationsFateful day
Fateful day
Fateful day
Fateful day
If it hadn't been for whiskey
I'd be free as any bird
To fly away so far away
If they say that I went crazy
It was triggered by the things
I overheard that fateful day
The last thing I remember
Someone used my mother's name
I could not turn or walk away
They say there was a murder
And the judge and jury said
I was to blame that fateful day
Fateful day
Fateful day
Fateful day
Fateful day
Now I'm sitting in a place
Where violence is its own reward
I hug my bones and try to pay
I got this old prison Bible
That says vengeance is the Lord's
And I must pay for that fateful day
When I think about my mother now
I know that I have sinned
I hang my head and start to cry
There's no way I can change
The situation that I'm in
Or the fateful day that I must die
Fateful day
Fateful day
Fateful day
Fateful day
If it hadn't been for whiskey
I'd be free as any bird
To fly away so far away
If they say that I went crazy
It was triggered by the things
I overheard that fateful day
The last thing I remember
Someone used my mother's name
I could not turn or walk away
They say there was a murder
And the judge and jury said
I was to blame that fateful day
Fateful day
Fateful day
Fateful day
Now I'm sitting in a place
Where violence is its own reward
I hug my bones and try to pay
I got this old prison Bible
That says vengeance is the Lord's
And I must pay for that fateful day
When I think about my mother now
I know that I have sinned
I hang my head and start to cry
There's no way I can change
The situation that I'm in
Or the fateful day that I must die
Fateful day
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Fateful Day is written by Donald Hugh Walker.
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Fateful Day is written by Donald Hugh Walker.
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