Jay Michael Adams, thirty-five
Kentucky born and he survived
By his wife and his three boys
Good lord
Plain wooden casket
Peace Lilies and wicker basket
Dry eyes, it's no surprise
He was living on borrowed time
Who did it?
Who done did it?
Somebody took one for the team
Who did it?
Who done did it?
Never gonna find out it was me
She called me up at quarter past three
Big sister, he hit me
Enough is enough, said, give me fifteen
'Cause bloods thicker than whiskey
I waited long enough 'til he was blackout drunk
Cinder block on the pedal, threw him in his truck
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Who did it?
Who done did it?
Never gonna find out it was me
Who did it?
Who done did it?
Take it to the grave, baby, rest in peace
His mama's still crying
And the preachers keeps on lying
No, he was nota man of God
'Cause he been caught too many times
He was a thief and a cheater, a natural born deceiver
But the moment that he beat her
His ass was mine
She called me up at quarter past three
Big sister, he hit me
Enough is enough said, give me fifteen
'Cause bloods thicker than whiskey
I waited long enough 'til he was blackout drunk
Cinder block on the pedal, threw him in his truck
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Who did it?
Who done did it?
Never gonna find out it was me
Who did it?
Who done did it?
Take it to the grave, baby, rest in peace
I don't claim to be a saint
But no, it didn't feel like a sin
It felt like he got what was coming to him
She called me up at quarter past three
Big sister, he hit me
Enough is enough said, give me fifteen
'Cause bloods thicker than whiskey
I waited long enough 'til he was blackout drunk
Cinder block on the pedal, threw him in his truck
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Who did it?
Who done did it?
Never gonna find out it was me
Who did it?
Who done did it?
Take it to the grave, baby, rest in peace
Taylor Austin Dye - Rest In Peace Lyrics
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Jay Michael Adams, thirty-five
Kentucky born and he survived
By his wife and his three boys
Good lord
Plain wooden casket
Peace Lilies and wicker basket
Dry eyes, it's no surprise
He was living on borrowed time
Who did it?
Who done did it?
Somebody took one for the team
Who did it?
Who done did it?
Never gonna find out it was me
She called me up at quarter past three
Big sister, he hit me
Enough is enough, said, give me fifteen
'Cause bloods thicker than whiskey
I waited long enough 'til he was blackout drunk
Cinder block on the pedal, threw him in his truck
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Who did it?
Who done did it?
Never gonna find out it was me
Who did it?
Who done did it?
Take it to the grave, baby, rest in peace
His mama's still crying
And the preachers keeps on lying
No, he was nota man of God
'Cause he been caught too many times
He was a thief and a cheater, a natural born deceiver
But the moment that he beat her
His ass was mine
She called me up at quarter past three
Big sister, he hit me
Enough is enough said, give me fifteen
'Cause bloods thicker than whiskey
I waited long enough 'til he was blackout drunk
Cinder block on the pedal, threw him in his truck
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Who did it?
Who done did it?
Never gonna find out it was me
Who did it?
Who done did it?
Take it to the grave, baby, rest in peace
I don't claim to be a saint
But no, it didn't feel like a sin
It felt like he got what was coming to him
She called me up at quarter past three
Big sister, he hit me
Enough is enough said, give me fifteen
'Cause bloods thicker than whiskey
I waited long enough 'til he was blackout drunk
Cinder block on the pedal, threw him in his truck
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Who did it?
Who done did it?
Never gonna find out it was me
Who did it?
Who done did it?
Take it to the grave, baby, rest in peace
Kentucky born and he survived
By his wife and his three boys
Good lord
Plain wooden casket
Peace Lilies and wicker basket
Dry eyes, it's no surprise
He was living on borrowed time
Who did it?
Who done did it?
Somebody took one for the team
Who did it?
Who done did it?
Never gonna find out it was me
She called me up at quarter past three
Big sister, he hit me
Enough is enough, said, give me fifteen
'Cause bloods thicker than whiskey
I waited long enough 'til he was blackout drunk
Cinder block on the pedal, threw him in his truck
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Who did it?
Who done did it?
Never gonna find out it was me
Who did it?
Who done did it?
Take it to the grave, baby, rest in peace
His mama's still crying
And the preachers keeps on lying
No, he was nota man of God
'Cause he been caught too many times
He was a thief and a cheater, a natural born deceiver
But the moment that he beat her
His ass was mine
She called me up at quarter past three
Big sister, he hit me
Enough is enough said, give me fifteen
'Cause bloods thicker than whiskey
I waited long enough 'til he was blackout drunk
Cinder block on the pedal, threw him in his truck
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Who did it?
Who done did it?
Never gonna find out it was me
Who did it?
Who done did it?
Take it to the grave, baby, rest in peace
I don't claim to be a saint
But no, it didn't feel like a sin
It felt like he got what was coming to him
She called me up at quarter past three
Big sister, he hit me
Enough is enough said, give me fifteen
'Cause bloods thicker than whiskey
I waited long enough 'til he was blackout drunk
Cinder block on the pedal, threw him in his truck
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Who did it?
Who done did it?
Never gonna find out it was me
Who did it?
Who done did it?
Take it to the grave, baby, rest in peace
Writer: Chris Utley, Nicole Croteau, Taylor Austin Dye
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave
Performed By: Taylor Austin Dye
Language: English
Length: 3:18
Written by: Chris Utley, Nicole Croteau, Taylor Austin Dye