Snakebit Songtext
von Mary Gauthier

The children are crying, they never got their supper
Where would you run to in the darkness of the night?
Even shadows fear to wander
They gather ′round me in the candlelight

Your crucifix is broken, blood is sharp and shattered
I smashed it to pieces on the bedroom floor
Pain and prayers and promises scattered
Then I pulled the pistol from the dresser drawer

Oh Lord, oh Lord, oh Lord, what have I done?
Everything worth holding slips through my fingers
Now my hand's wrapped around the handle of a gun


The further I fall, the less I falter
Forsaken, forgotten, without love
A slow motion whisper turns into a holler
Forty years of push turns into a shove

Oh Lord, oh Lord, oh Lord, what have I done?
Everything worth holding slips through my fingers
Now my hand′s wrapped around the handle of a gun

The chair that I sit in belonged to my daddy
Carved from the heartwood of a bitter tree
When he was alive, he used to tell me
"Kid, I knew when you was born, you'd end up snakebit like me"

Oh Lord, oh Lord, oh Lord, what have I done?
Everything worth holding slips through my fingers
Now my hand's wrapped around the handle of a gun
I′m holding on to the handle of a gun