Uncle Sam taught him to shoot
Maybe a little too well
Finger on the trigger, loaded bullet
He hit the stage so full of rage
And let the whole world know it
Six feet away, they heard him say
“Oh God, don’t let him pull it”
Please God, don’t let him pull it
How could you put us through it?
His brother watched you do it
How could you take his life away? (What makes you think you have the right?)
How could you be so full of hate? (To take away somebody's life)
And when I heard you let him die
And made the world all wonder why
I sat at home and on my own, I cried alone, and scratched your name
On the side of a bullet
And in the wake of his mistake
So many lives are broken
Gone forever from a loaded bullet
And no excuse that you could use
Could pull somebody through it
And to this day so many say
“God why’d you let him do it?”
How Could you let him do it?
How could you let him do it?
How could you put us through it?
His brother watched you do it
How could you take his life away? (What makes you think you have the right?)
How could you be so full of hate? (To take away somebody's life)
And when I heard you let him die
And made the world all wonder why
I sat at home and cried alone, and on my own
and scratched your name
On the side of a bullet
How could you take his life away? (What makes you think you have the right?)
How could you be so full of hate? (To take away somebody's life)
And when I heard you let him die
And made the world all wonder why
I sat at home and cried alone, and on my own
and scratched your name
On the side of a bullet
On the side of a bullet
On the side of a bullet
On the side of a bullet
Maybe a little too well
Finger on the trigger, loaded bullet
He hit the stage so full of rage
And let the whole world know it
Six feet away, they heard him say
“Oh God, don’t let him pull it”
Please God, don’t let him pull it
How could you put us through it?
His brother watched you do it
How could you take his life away? (What makes you think you have the right?)
How could you be so full of hate? (To take away somebody's life)
And when I heard you let him die
And made the world all wonder why
I sat at home and on my own, I cried alone, and scratched your name
On the side of a bullet
And in the wake of his mistake
So many lives are broken
Gone forever from a loaded bullet
And no excuse that you could use
Could pull somebody through it
And to this day so many say
“God why’d you let him do it?”
How Could you let him do it?
How could you let him do it?
How could you put us through it?
His brother watched you do it
How could you take his life away? (What makes you think you have the right?)
How could you be so full of hate? (To take away somebody's life)
And when I heard you let him die
And made the world all wonder why
I sat at home and cried alone, and on my own
and scratched your name
On the side of a bullet
How could you take his life away? (What makes you think you have the right?)
How could you be so full of hate? (To take away somebody's life)
And when I heard you let him die
And made the world all wonder why
I sat at home and cried alone, and on my own
and scratched your name
On the side of a bullet
On the side of a bullet
On the side of a bullet
On the side of a bullet
Contributed by SamuraiMaster - 2009/8/30 - 08:32
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This song was written as a tribute to a guitarist who was murdered on stage, Dimebag Darrell. He was shot by an ex-marine.
Canzone scritta per Dimebag Darrell, chitarrista heavy metal fondatore dei Pantera, ucciso durante un concerto da un ex marine nel 2004.