(Written by Kevin Griffin)

Down by the dock
Hot blood in the sun
The body lays up against the reeds
The locals said the man had it coming
And it's time someone put him six feet in the ground

Where did she go that night?
Where did she sleep when the morning came?
To the summerhouse
To the summerhouse

Missus showed up
To ID the body
Then shed a tear as she hid a smile
The sergeant laughed and smiled in frustration
One life is lost while another one's found
Where did she go that night?
Where did she sleep when the morning came?
To the summerhouse
To the summerhouse