He shot her (& her lover?), so he'll probably go to Jail
From the excellent LP shown
I searched til I found them,
then I cursed at the sight
Of their sleeping shadows
in the cold neon light
In the dark morning silence
I placed the gun to her head
'Cause, She wore red dresses,
but now she lay dead...
Dwight Yoakam Buenos Noches From A Lonely Room (She Wore Red Dresses)
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