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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kathleen Edwards
Kathleen Edwards
Acoustic Guitar
Dave Draves
Dave Draves
Organ
Peter Frederick Von Althen
Peter Frederick Von Althen
Drums
Kevin McCarragher
Kevin McCarragher
Bass Guitar
Jim Bryson
Jim Bryson
Electric Guitar
Fred Guignon
Fred Guignon
Guitar
Keith Snider
Keith Snider
Banjo
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kathleen Edwards
Kathleen Edwards
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kathleen Edwards
Kathleen Edwards
Producer
Dave Draves
Dave Draves
Producer
Greg Calbi
Greg Calbi
Mastering Engineer
John Whynot
John Whynot
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Copper on the corner and he loaded two rounds
And I can't even cross the line to talk you down
And Peter, sweet baby, where'd you get that gun?
You spent half your life trying to turn the other half around
And I tried to come clean, but I guess it's no use
Your face is all over the six o'clock news
They cleared the streets, and, then they closed the schools
I can't even get inside
Did you lose your head when the farm went down?
Or was it when your daddy died after he moved to town?
And I know your mama calls you good-for-nothing
She says her baby is a failer and she don't want you calling
And I tried to come clean, but I guess it's no use
Your face is all over the six o'clock news
They cleared the streets, and then, they closed the schools
I can't even get inside
And Peter, sweet baby—
There's just something that I gotta say to you
I'm gonna have your baby this coming June
We could get a little place down by Gilmour Park
You could do a little time and save my broken heart
And I tried to come clean, but I guess it's no use
Your face is all over the six o'clock news
They cleared the streets and then they closed the schools
I can't even get inside
And I tried to come clean, but I guess it's no use
The copper went ahead and he just shot you through
Now, you're lying dead on the avenue
And I can't feel my broken heart
And I can't feel my broken heart
Written by: Kathleen Edwards
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