Perfect Crime / Ernest Durham's

Crawl through the dawn, before they don't hear that you've gone

In the foggy cold morn, we'll trade all that we've done wrong

So will me your tag and carry my life to the grave

For it was a perfect crime, a life for a life for bread

After 36 years of living in fear, couldn't stay the living dead

Took a bullet right through the head

Took on his name, left my one scribed on a stone

Ten shillings more, without shame or hurting my own

But home draws you back and you cant help but press on the pain

For it was a perfect crime, a life for a life for bread

After 36 years of living in fear, couldn't stay the living dead

Took a bullet right through the head

Stay under wraps, how I begged her to let me be home

Blackmailed all I had and left me with nowt but a gun

For it was a perfect crime, a life for a life for bread

After 36 years of living in fear, couldn't stay the living dead

Took a bullet right through the head

After 36 years of living in fear, couldn't stay the living dead

Took a bullet right through the head