White Lightening In His Eyes  

Scout could have been a teacher
She could have been a saint  
She could have been the kinda girl  
Artists loved to paint  
 
Instead I made her mine  
Much to her dad’s chagrin  
I walked her out into the woods  
And showed her how to sin  
  
She took to it like a natural thing  
She knew just what to do  
 She sucked me there beneath the pines  
Then we began to screw  
 
About that time her daddy showed  
White lightening in his eyes  
“Any boy that fucks my little girl  
Is a boy that gonna die”  
 
I stood to run as he took aim  
I heard the gun explode  
I knew this was the end of me  
But never felt his load  
 
I turned to see what he had done  
He knelt there in the straw    
“Why did you run in front of me?”  
No reply from his all in all  
 
The object of my youthful lust  
A hole blown in her side  
I grabbed the gun and took careful aim,  
"I guess we all should die."