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
To Chorus:
Where did she go that night?
Where did she sleep when the morning came
to the summer house?
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 is found
To Chorus:
Where did she go that night?
Where did she sleep when the morning came
to the summer house?