Well, it's 7 a.m
And she woke by the radio
Yeah, she rolled on over
Said, "where did my man go?"
She's been a gunslinger's wife all her life
Now she fights when she's able
For the sake of the kids
When the knife's at their necks in the cradle

She screams

I'll believe in you
Or i'll be leaving you tonight
I'll believe in you
Or I'll be leaving you tonight

Well, she's got all the kids
And she's got all their uses
But she loves them the same
For neglect and abuses
Well, she got a warm spot where they fought
And they made up last evening
He said, "don't read too much into the fact
That I'm leaving."

She screams
I'll believe in you
Or I'll be leaving you tonight
I'll believe in you
Or i'll be leaving you tonight
I will believe in you
Or I'll be leaving you tonight
I will believe in you
Or I'll be leaving you tonight

How do I explain this, I mean
How do I put it into words?
It's one thing or another
But it's, neither this or that
Actually, it's a collection of things
She said, "that's it! that's it! get out!"

Well, her mother said, "kill him slow
At your leisure"
Ah, but desperate times call
For desperate measures
So she went to the closet
And she pulled the old gun down
"I'll put a bullet in his heart
If he ain't home by sundown."

Yeah, five fifty five
He comes walking in the front door, smiling
He said, "don't read too much in
To what I ain't denying."
She screams

I'll believe in you
Or i'll be leaving you tonight
I will believe in you
Or i'll believe in you tonight
I will believe in you
Or i'll believe in you tonight
I will believe in you
Or i'll believe in you tonight

Well I believe in you

Well, I believe
I believe
I believe
I believe
I believe in you

Oh, oh, oh, alright
Yeah-ah
Oh, oh
Mmmmhmmm, ohhh, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeahhhhhhh-ah